Friday, September 17, 2021

Okay . . .

. . . I'll tell you the one thing I learned in the pre-pandemic world:

Never do theater if you're not getting paid.

This is because theater directors are all wannabe dictators-complete and total assholes, in other words.

Every last one thinks that their precious new production of Tennessee Williams or the 'Problem Plays' of Shakespeare or Woyzeck or Chekhov is going to break new ground, and shall be the center of the universe, and therefore justifies all manner of behavior ranging from the pretentious to the abusive-

That kinda hassle is never worth your time.

Even if you think the director is your friend-don't be tricked! If they ever were your friend in the first place-which they weren't, friendship does not exist in America-you're about to get a blast of freezing water in your face.

Never worth it.

Unless you’re getting paid.

And even then.

Probably best to just find a more boring form of income, y'know?

Tollbooth operator. Cheese slice technician. Mark-up specialist. Termite supervisor. 

Anything. 

Well . . . I  hope that people in the post-pandemic world who haven't learned such lessons up 'til now live to get wise.

That would be something. 

Assuming everyone isn't killed by some mutant strain of COVID-19 that could be incubating inside the bodies of the unvaccinated Joe Rogan and Tucker Carlson audiences.

That would also be something.