so today at work, i was doing so well, i was so organized...
everything was all labeled and neat.
everything had it's place.
then i got a phone call.
5 gigantic rubbermaid containers full of neat, organized, and labeled props. and two cardboard boxes of shit tossed in at the last minute. complete chaos for one hour of me scrambling to finish everything for a 5 o'clock pick-up. thank you mister truck driver for being early. i wasn't freaking out enough. communication friends, that is all i need, clear concise directions.
and that rant is over for now.
and i still want to pee a little thinking about the train. i need a cocktail.
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