Sunset over the prop truck with machine guns.
From Homicidal Hamburglar.
Today is the sixth day of the work week for everyone except me (since I had Wednesday off), so while I’m not as tired as everyone else (and have more clean clothes), I’m also not starting the day in time and a half.
Oh, well. I don’t suppose I can complain about a low rate when I’m working with a group of people that I really like, and am not getting worked hard enough to break a sweat – although that might change today. We have to rig a condor for the first shot and once again have not been given a pre-call, so we’ll start the day with a bit of a scramble.
I’m off to work.