A Walking Disaster
I work backstage at an arena as part of the 'local crew' basically meaning we're the slaves of the road crew. Anyways the first few shows I did I ended up working with the most retarded kid in the place...over the course of about 5 events the kid managed to drop a stage block on my shoulder, almost break a rack of spotlights and the piece de resistance...running like a complete clusterfuck with a crate on wheels, losing control of said crate and ramming it into me at highspeed slamming me into another crate and leaving a gash on the inside of my knee.

Everyone knew he was a disaster so he started getting allocated with all the really crap jobs...last time he turned up for work he was given the job of holding a set of curtains for the entire shift (about 4 hours) How i did chortle!
(Freak on a Leash is jerking off to centre himself on, Thu 24 Jan 2008, 14:47, Reply)