Film?
A while ago I was working for the government and we had a terrible reputation with the public. To help improve our image my boss allowed the whole company to be filmed as part of a fly on the wall documentary. According to the fat bearded bloke who ran the TV crew and filming, he was going to film a year or so with us and some other party that was attempting to take over to show people they day to day side of things from both perspectives. I wasn't too chuffed at appearing on TV (What with my disability) but as my boss had already given the nod I could do sod all about it.

Over the time the crew were with us they got some decent material, including one of our remote offices being closed due to vandalism and a board meeting that nearly resulted in an all out brawl. The problem was they decided to keep a camera on me all the time, I couldn't even take a piss by myself.

My anger was kept in check until the closing weeks of the filming when I brought my kid into work to speak to the boss about a possible job. The boss was a tad pissed off as my son had a couple of ideas that didn't really fit in with his policies AND my boss found out that my kid may have had something to do with the vandalism of our other office. My boss was a tad pissed off and smacked my son, now I'm all against disciplining a kid but I think he took it too far (I had only just got back in contact with him so it wasn't the best thing to do). I lost it, I picked the old bastard up yelling at him about his lack of respect and the fact that this reality show was going to be the death of us and threw him onto the floor. I didn't even wait for him to tell me that I was fired and walked out the door.

Turned out the show was put on the back burner until a few years later when it was repackaged as a movie trilogy (and has been mentioned once or twice on this site already). Some scenes were edited, they cut off an amusing incident in the canteen and I was made to look like a bit of a twat to start with, they also changed my quitting scene to a shot of some bloke dressed like me throwing my old boss down a well (Who the hell would have a well in their office FFS). Oh and according to them I'm now dead (The truth is I live in an old folks home in Bournemouth).

Going to go now the Bingo's starting



Darth

EDIT: Ooh and those 3 'prequel' films about my rise to power- they are a total lie from start to finish. I was really a bit of a goth that worked in the Alderaan branch of Starbucks before an accident with the Latte machine caused me to have to live in this suit- next time you watch A New Hope you can see me laughing as I got my revenge on the place by blowing it up.
(mon bison powered by magnets, Mon 21 Jul 2008, 13:57, 1 reply)

^ Uber uber clicks
for the sly Izzard reference.

"You'll need a tray."
( Maladicta, Mon 21 Jul 2008, 23:42, closed)