Happy Chronic Bitch Dependence Day

It’s that day again. The day where being single is taboo. Where corporations use love to milk our wallets by endorsing materialistic love. Then again I’m bitter.

Sorry for the lack of posts. Been working an ass load. It’s crunch time.  Some of the new crew members are kinda sketchy…. but it’ll all gel together.  Not a lot a time for anything else.

 

A Short Description of my Job

For Now my 8:00- 4:30 shift is a tedious but important task. I’m sorting nearly 1200 gels ( a cellophane like material used for tinting stage lates) according to color, light fixture, set location, size, and purpose. Often stopping to frame each one and size them if needed. I stare at lists that would seem like gibberish to the Lay Man. If you can tell me you know what

SR 2-D3-B #1 Etc 50 Degree (Dim 907) R01

translates into, then you have an idea of what 8 hours of having to organize, frame, and cut that much gel is like.

Not always fun.

But it’s the single biggest production I’ve ever been involved with. It’s not a gig I’ve started. It’s a career.