Month: September 2003
Many things need be said herewith.
i was a set p.a. for only two days. they were rather uneventful days at that, and mostly consisted of me running errands for people less competent at their jobs than me at mine. [i suppose that isn’t saying much, because a semi-housebroken colobus could be a p.a.] then again, the producer told my surrogate family here [the art department] that i made all the other p.a.s look like halfwits. everybody involved in this gig that can actually do their job well thinks i’m great. they say i work hard and can actually think. i’m happy with this praise, and i hope i can live up to it.
now i have moved up a bracket, i’m actually getting paid 350 a week and i’m driving the art truck since the [rumored] coke-head that drove it quit after losing his wallet and petty cash [the same wallet including the petty cash was later found at Floyd Bennett Field but poor Mr. Ex-Art Truck Driving Guy has burnt too many bridges.] The vehicle i inherited from this person was even less reliable than his sniffles. it barely made it across brooklyn to the prod. offices and even less barely made it back to FBF the next day. we stopped and noticed a trail of transmission fluid in our wake and a steaming puddle of the same was forming underneath the vehicle.
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