"Still I know...I've got to go...fly away..."
Much as my phone has been ringing with job offers, I told myself last night was my last night at the Ritz and with Local 16 in general. So this morning, when my phone rang with the office number, I expected a slight chastisement and to be "offered" another gig at the Ritz. Instead, I answered to my uber boss, who offered me a crew position at the San Francisco Opera House.
It's stable theatre work, rare to come by. It wouldn't be infrared or anything ridiculous, but electrics. An honest to God lighting position. From talking with people who have been there, I have a very good guestimation on the salary.
My mind instantly indulged all of the possibilities that suddenly opened to me. I could get an apartment downtown, run the Bay to Breakers and other fun races through the city, finally settle down with another martial arts club, get the pretty new car I've had my eye on, take my random trips to Yosemite and Muir Woods...have an incredible life...
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I said no
It's stable theatre work, rare to come by. It wouldn't be infrared or anything ridiculous, but electrics. An honest to God lighting position. From talking with people who have been there, I have a very good guestimation on the salary.
My mind instantly indulged all of the possibilities that suddenly opened to me. I could get an apartment downtown, run the Bay to Breakers and other fun races through the city, finally settle down with another martial arts club, get the pretty new car I've had my eye on, take my random trips to Yosemite and Muir Woods...have an incredible life...
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I said no