School Show Day 3 of 3

Ahh Everett.
I’m gonna see you a little more at this ungodly hour but at least I won’t be doing this dull show. This nearly 3 hour monstrosity that is slow, lacks characters and who’s plot is merely a series of events that follow each other. But that’s another post entirely.

Yesterday it became known that the director wanted to give a tour to 50 students, sounded like 15 at first on com but on second hearing it was 50. Plus side of not being in charge: I got to sit in the green room and drink coffee while this occurred. This made the show start late, of course, and why didn’t it happen after the show?
‘Because the buses would leave’
Apparently schools in Everett charter their buses with Greyhound or Public Transit because most charter buses I’ve been on won’t leave without you. Especially if you’re a child. In a seedy downtown. During the day. At a theatre. But I digress.

While this tour went on I sat in the greenroom drinking coffee trying to wake up enough to remember my track. I’m no morning person but I’ll try dammit! And eventually we begin and the first 90 minutes goes well enough. Kids don’t get it but honestly neither do I expect for an odd mic problem.
Then intermission and this director wants to do a little presentation but wants a mic for it. Which can’t be turned on because audio is fixing a show issue. Now with an additional audio person this wouldn’t be a problem but you’ve got to cut somewhere right?

Intermission runs long, act two begins, the kids have woken up a bit and get into it. The awkwardly tacked on romantic story gets a better reaction than any adult crowd but the inflation laugh doesn’t get any. ($250 for 4 years in Redmond)It goes on and on and at some point it becomes apparent we might get some overtime today.

Just need to break that hour and we get overtime to do the reset.
Don’t break the hour, don’t do the reset and go to lunch get the usual wage.
Curtain call ends and I see this.

So close to getting that extra bit of money but 3:30 too far. Just sooo close. So I do what reset I can, check my watch at 1 and ask ‘Are we doing overtime?’ ‘No’, my master says ‘I’ll see you at 7’ and I walk away for my break.

Or rather I try to but my car is blocked in by other cars, 2 buses and some traffic. Now I could go and finish my preset (off the clock) or I could go sit in the green room, eat an orange and wait for the blockage to move on.

That orange was delicious.