On the stageToo shy to ever appear on stage myself, I still hung around theatres like a bad smell when I was younger - lighting and set design were what I was good at.
Backstage we'd attempt to sabotage every production - us lighting geeks would wind up the sound man by putting the remote "pause" button for his reel-to-reel tape machine on his chair, so when he sat down it'd start running, ruining his cues. Actors would do scenes out of order to make our lives hell. It was great and I don't know why I don't still do it.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Dec 2005, 11:02)
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My old man...the BASTARDMy father owns a specialty wine/spirits/beer shop, which I am the general manager for. A couple of months back he was to give a presentation on Single Malt Scotch for the local University Alumni Association. I was to come along and assist with the set-up and the pouring and such. Basically show up,wear a suit, hand out business cards, smile, and get drunk with the caterer later. Fine. My dad gets up to the microphone and says to about 75 people, "Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I'm feeling a little under the weather, so my son will be conducting the tasting tonight." Fuck.
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