The Boards, Saturday
With his Thursday and Friday classes behind him, and feeling somewhat accomplished for having survived the both of them without any students fleeing the room in screaming horror or anything like that, Jono was taking that as a sign that perhaps it was time to start pushing forward on the show that he'd failed to direct back in the fall. He was finding his footing again! He had an assistant manager, he was very literally standing on his own two feet again. Hell, he was even contemplating taking part-time courses at the community college in Baltimore.
... What the hell had brought that decision on, anyhow? He was going to blame April.
In any case, his shift in the office at the Boards today was going to be spent working out schedules. He needed to organize audition dates, of course, but he also had to work out a timetable for rehearsals, and pick a day for the show itself. Easier said than done, when trying to second-guess the whims of the island.
Not on a weekend. If he wanted it to go smoothly, without surprise gender-bending or children or cast members turning into ponies, the show probably shouldn't happen on a weekend...
But weekends seemed to be just about all he had free, these days.
Well. Crud.
[Open and OCD free!]
... What the hell had brought that decision on, anyhow? He was going to blame April.
In any case, his shift in the office at the Boards today was going to be spent working out schedules. He needed to organize audition dates, of course, but he also had to work out a timetable for rehearsals, and pick a day for the show itself. Easier said than done, when trying to second-guess the whims of the island.
Not on a weekend. If he wanted it to go smoothly, without surprise gender-bending or children or cast members turning into ponies, the show probably shouldn't happen on a weekend...
But weekends seemed to be just about all he had free, these days.
Well. Crud.
[Open and OCD free!]