Ok, technically, I knew that. But that's the show that's in right now. We bid a fond farewell to Rent, but not before I got to see a 6'+ guy in 6 inch stiletto boots. I in no way object to his choice of footwear, just to the fact that he didn't seem all that steady on them. I just wanted to go up to him and tell him he's ruining it for all the guys who CAN walk steady in their 6" stilettos. I was hoping he wouldn't trip and fall, although my inner 5 year old thought that might be one of the more fun incident reports to write. It probably wouldn't have been my favorite, though: that title continues to strongly sit with the incident report about the guy who accidentally handcuffed himself to a rail at a children's holiday pageant.
Rent was followed by a performing group that protested Communist China but was fearful of protests from people. That was very odd, to say the least. Their security guy was convinced that Communist spies lurked around every corner. I felt bad that I picked that day to wear that red sweater, but it does such a good job of covering my hammer and sickle tattoo. (disclaimer: I don't think communism is funny, but this guy's paranoia was). And I don't know what he was doing to his "security" staff, but he was short-handed the first show, just as short plus an additional 4 shorter for the second performance, and so short by the last performance that he didn't have enough people to man the lobby. After all his over-the-radio freak outs at me, I enjoyed the moment when he informed me of such (well after lobbies were open) and I informed him that I had noticed and already posted people in those spots! I also enjoyed telling him later that I didn't think much of his observational skills when I'd been introduced to him as Virginia, wore a name tag with my name printed on it, responded to every radio call identifying myself, yet he persisted on calling me Victoria. No wonder they've had such disasters at other venues! I was pleased that there were none here. Why? Because my staff is amazing and competent! Another amusing note from this event: many of them thought I was from Canada because of my accent. I said y'all enough times that I can only presume they meant southern Canada. :)
I love a lot of things about my job and one of those things is staff meetings. Yes, sometimes (even most of the time) we all sit in a room and put on a serious face and talk about budgets and upcoming shows and problems, but sometimes we get to go someplace and have fun! That was the case with our last staff meeting. We went to the botanical garden where they had glass works by Chihully.
I by no means consider myself a photographer, but I was happy I brought my camera and gave it a go anyway. I won't barrage this post with every picture, or even all of my favorite pictures. I'll conveniently litter them among the next few posts. It was such a great experience to go to this. To be honest, due to this job, I rarely go out anyway, and when I do, going to something like this would not have been my first pick, but I loved it! Perhaps I should make trying new things more often a New Year's resolution. It's not too late to add that one on, right? It will look great under "No more procrastinating!"
Still, as great as this staff meeting was, I can't beat the one where Garry Marshall sang Happy Birthday to me!






