It’s been about 24 hours since I checked in. And damn, a lot has happened.
First, I woke up around 12:55 to get to a lunch I had planned with Erin, the costume designer. She’s wonderful. In fact, all the people that I work with are wonderful. She’s one of my favorites. Actually that’s not true. I really like everyone a lot. It’s one of the nice things about being here, everyone is actually quite good at their job. If the students were not so spoiled the experience would be perfect.
So Erin and I had lunch. And I made the mistake of asking her how she was. She’s had the worst year ever. Her father died last fall, and then on Easter Sunday one of her best friends and her four children were murdered by her husband. Needless to say, she’s not well, although she seems to be dealing with it in her own way. The conversation proceeded from there to one not so fun conversation after another. It was still great spending time with her. We talked for almost two hours. She’s amazingly talented and needs to be at a school that appreciates her.
From there I went back to school and did some cuing. I had some questions from last night, when I typed my cue sheets, and I had some notes I need to do in the light board. I was in the middle of cuing when Kathleen showed up to run her piece. Her piece is the one I’m most proud of and promise to post of pictures of as soon as I have them. Unfortunately, it’s also very hard to call as a stage manager because the movements can’t be counted they have to be felt. And many of the movements have to be time exactly to the lighting to make them work. So we ran her piece twice and then worked on the two or three trouble spots. We worked out signals that she can give me to let me know the movement was about to happen. And tonight in rehearsals except for a mistake by the light board op who took a light cue when I was calling a sound cue the piece went great.
After we rehearsed Kathleen’s piece I continued doing notes. And then I went outside into the wonderfully, sunny, 78 degree weather. It was beautiful. And since so many of my day here have been not so nice I said what the hell and went for a walk. (Cue the ominous music, forshadowing things to come.) I walked around and then decided that since it was a warm day perhaps I needed a Blizzard from Dairy Queen. And so, off to Dairy Queen I went. It was a nice walk, and it’s interesting here. You will pass by three houses that are completely renovated and nice and then a house that looks like it should be condemned. And then back to nice houses. Of course it makes the walk interesting, so I’m not complaining. (Did I mention that I was walking?)
And so with Blizzard in hand I headed back to school. I got back just in time to discover that most of the cast was still not there, even though they were supposed to be there 15 minutes ago. Ugh!!! These are the most spoiled children I have ever seen. Soon they began drifting in. They were supposed to be there for a meet and greet since all the dancers from all five pieces would be there and we could all introduce ourselves. Afterwards the dancers were supposed to attend a 45 minute warm up to get ready for the rehearsal. So as they start to trickle in I realize that many of them are already in costume. Ugh again. I tell them they need to go back downstairs and change into warm up clothes since the costumes are only to be worn just before the show. And then the attitudes started. And there’s one thing this gay man doesn’t abide by, attitude from a 19 year old college girl who starts to toss her head around telling me how things are supposed to be done. So I quickly quipped back and told them how it was going to be. They didn’t like it but they knew I meant business.
And then it was time for the meet and greet. We went around the room and everyone introduced themselves and said what their involvement in the show was. I introduced myself as Maddog and that I was the lighting designer and the reluctant stage manager. And then came the fun part. It was decided that I would be the bad cop. I had my list and l laid down the law about how it was going to be for the next five days. I gave them all the rules and procedures and what was to be expected. I explained how they needed to be nice to their crew, say please and thank you and be appreciative of the work that had gone into their evening. I saw a little bit of attitude but for the most part it was fine.
And then they warmed up and we did everything we needed to get ready for the rehearsal. And at 8:05 we started. We ran the first piece and except for the mistake I mentioned earlier it was great. And then the second piece and then the third piece. And it was intermission. I had been a nervous wreck when we started. I hate calling shows. I panic and think that I’ve missed a cue when really it’s three minutes from now. I shake. I have cold sweats. It causes me nothing but stress. Luckily the piece that I rehearsed earlier which is my favorite piece and the one I’m most proud of as a designer is the first one. So once it was behind me I was great.
And now it’s intermission. I give all my calls and head downstairs to check in with everyone. I do that and the tech director has some notes for me. He’s an LD also and I completely respect his opinion. We chat and I run down to the restroom. I get back upstairs and chat with a couple of other people and then get ready to start Act 2. Just before I go up to the light booth where I call the show, I told my light board op to start the haze. Haze is a water based product that creates particles in the air so that you can see the beam of light in the air. If you have ever been to a show or concert and can see the beams that the lights create…that’s haze. So I told him to start hazing and started for the booth. And as I rushed to the booth, my foot caught a chair and I went tumbling face down on the carpet. I was embarrassed more than anything. Luckily, the only person who saw me was the son of the artistic director. Whew!! So I hobbled up the stairs thinking damn that hurt and got into position.
And then Act 2 started, and it went equally well. And so I stood up to go back downstairs and almost fell down. The pain the was created was excrutiating when I stood up. Uh, oh. So I hobbled back downstairs assuming that I had pulled something when I fell. I took a seat in the house and we discussed everything that needed to be discussed when you are having tech rehearsal. The whole time I’m sitting there I realize that my foot is throbbing. So finally I take a look at it and my ankle is three times the size it’s supposed to be. By this time other people have realized that something is wrong so they get me ibuprofen and a cold compress. And we continue talking. And then it’s decided that we need to run a section over and so they bring me a wireless headset so I don’t have to climb the stairs. By the time we finish that, my ankle is now four times it’s normal size. FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So we finish up and it’s decided that maybe I should go the emergency room to have it checked out. So I hobble to the car and I’m taken to the emergency room. Luckily it’s a VERY small town and I’m the only one there. It took exactly 72 minutes to get in and out.
Anybody want to guess what they said.
They said this is not normal:
You know what else is not normal:
That’s not actually my x-ray. I didn’t know how to get my x-ray on here.
But here’s what my foot looks like at the moment
That’s a splint. Because I broke my fucking ankle tonight when I fell down.
And it hurts like hell.
And the beer isn’t helping.
And I have to be up in just a few hours because I have to be at the podiatrists office at 8:00 so they can put a real cast on my ankle.
So here are some questions for you:
1. How do I get around here and up the stairs 12 times a day to call the show?
2. How do I get through LaGuardia Airport when I fly home?
3. How do I get around NYC? A city that’s all about walking.
And the big question:
How do I pay my rent next month because I make my living waiting tables…just a few questions I would like answered.
But on a good note. I’ve had insurance for exactly 24 days. So at least it’s not costing me 20,000 dollars out of my own pocket. So at least I’m happy about that.
P.S. I’m not proof reading or checking for spelling. I’m taking my Tylenol 3 with Codeine and going to bed.