Theatre Non-Rant
Aug. 14th, 2006 11:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silentdescant....Sort of.
So, at the completely unnessicary training thing for volunteers, Miss Manager is being all nice and friendly and funny. She even gave me acouple nods saying "Jennifer knows about that, she worked here." "Yeah, Jennifer knows all about that." "Soundboard is hard, as Jennifer knows. You've worked sound before, right, Jennifer?" *nods* Anyway, besides being a partial flake, she's nice and all. So then, I discover what really happened with the whole internship fiasco.
Mr. Tech Director is completely in charge of interships, aparently. And, aparently, he hates me. The feeling is mutual, as I hate him for treating me like this and not being Evan. Evan was cool, man! He was fucking crazy, but cool! He appreciated the interns, even if he acted like he didn't all the time. He had a fucking sense of humor! He had tattoos and he permed his hair and he went completely girly over smelly bathroom soaps and shit like that. Mr. TD has none of that, and barely a sense of humor at all. So, anyway, what happened: it turns out, he didn't really know about the whole "only work shows" position I was going for, and he said to Miss Manager, "she's just so unavailible!" Even after I tried to explain about the whole "only work shows" position. Then, Manager lady didn't KNOW that TD didn't call me back. She was like "Oh, you never got a call back? Well I'll be talking to him about that, definitely." I always knew she liked me, even when she's being a partial bitch. So, sometime soon, I should be getting back into the cool backstage part of theatre instead of the complete crap of the ushers. I love Michelle, I do, but really, these other idiots...... jeez. Oh, and: new rules: you can't go backstage without a BACKSTAGE PASS! WTF? I've worked there for like 3 years! Fuck that! That just pissed me off, because then there's nowhere to hide from all the fucking IDIOTS! Oh, how I wish Evan were still there..... Also, for some strange reason, I would LOVE to work spot again, but spotlights are rarely needed. It was awesome, and I was awesome at it. Everyone said so, including Kevin. He was cool, all "You're a rockstar on those pickups!" He called me a rockstar for the whole night. I was even better than the guy I won't name here who I also happen to be crushing on.
PS: had a dream with Evan in it the other night. Except he was all sunburned and red-faced. Very strange.
Mr. Tech Director is completely in charge of interships, aparently. And, aparently, he hates me. The feeling is mutual, as I hate him for treating me like this and not being Evan. Evan was cool, man! He was fucking crazy, but cool! He appreciated the interns, even if he acted like he didn't all the time. He had a fucking sense of humor! He had tattoos and he permed his hair and he went completely girly over smelly bathroom soaps and shit like that. Mr. TD has none of that, and barely a sense of humor at all. So, anyway, what happened: it turns out, he didn't really know about the whole "only work shows" position I was going for, and he said to Miss Manager, "she's just so unavailible!" Even after I tried to explain about the whole "only work shows" position. Then, Manager lady didn't KNOW that TD didn't call me back. She was like "Oh, you never got a call back? Well I'll be talking to him about that, definitely." I always knew she liked me, even when she's being a partial bitch. So, sometime soon, I should be getting back into the cool backstage part of theatre instead of the complete crap of the ushers. I love Michelle, I do, but really, these other idiots...... jeez. Oh, and: new rules: you can't go backstage without a BACKSTAGE PASS! WTF? I've worked there for like 3 years! Fuck that! That just pissed me off, because then there's nowhere to hide from all the fucking IDIOTS! Oh, how I wish Evan were still there..... Also, for some strange reason, I would LOVE to work spot again, but spotlights are rarely needed. It was awesome, and I was awesome at it. Everyone said so, including Kevin. He was cool, all "You're a rockstar on those pickups!" He called me a rockstar for the whole night. I was even better than the guy I won't name here who I also happen to be crushing on.
PS: had a dream with Evan in it the other night. Except he was all sunburned and red-faced. Very strange.