Yesterday I was lucky to come into contact with some interesting people at my gig. A gay guy (who happened to have mutual gay guy friends and a mutual drag queen acquaintance)...a black lady who was in her 60's but looked like 40-ish...and another white lady in her late 40's or early 50's who was very funny.
We were sharing “war stories” doing background/acting work. The black lady told us about how she was supposed to be a lab tech on Bones and she got her lab coat and was trolling around the set and then just so happened to put her hands in her pockets and she felt something slimey and strange.
She pulled out someone's dentures! Yikes...apparently some guy who was the “lab tech” the day earlier decided to take his teeth out and plop them into his “borrowed” lab coat. He leaves them there. Wouldn't you notice if your teeth were missing? I mean, come on...wow, I can't chew...hmmm, I wonder why...where did I put my damn teeth? I hope I didn't leave them in some borrowed clothes from a set. Egads.
Then Kevin (the gay guy) tells us another fun appendage story about when he worked at Disneyland. They had a lost and found department and one day someone (one of the workers, I'm assuming) showed up with a wooden leg for the lost and found box. Kevin wasn't sure which “category” to file a lost leg in? I suggested Miscellaneous. And no one ever claimed their leg.
Now seriously, wouldn't you notice if your LEG was missing. Like hello, it's a lot harder to leave this amusement park then it was to get here...all hopping around on one leg. Jeez, when I got here...I just walked on up, now I have to HOP away on one leg, I wonder why that is? Hmmmmmmm...could it be that I'm missing a limb? Nah, that's not it.
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