Romeo, Romeo, whyfore out thou a bitch?

Friday, February 24th, 2006: Fifteen actors for Romeo and Juliet are lounging around waiting for rehearsal to begin, we are two weeks before opening. Pat, the technical director (and a big guy), decides to give us all a ‘safety’ lecture. The metal swords that we’d originally spent $400 on were falling apart, and the wooden swords we bought to replace them are getting broken too. One of the swordfighters is an overzealous lad we’ll call Derek, ‘cuz that’s his name… we don’t protect the innocent around here as you’ll soon see. He was the cause of several of the broken swords and as the rest of us glanced uncomfortably at each other as Pat’s tone escalated as he warmed to his subject we were all thinking that. I’ve listened to many of Pat’s rants before and this one, on a scale of one to 5 – one being the lowest – was probably a three. He was rather adamant on our being more careful with the swords and for God’s sake stop breaking them! We all nodded, a little uneasy, a little bored, but glad that the rant was over. On with the show! As the rehearsal progressed and it was Derek’s turn to come out he never did. We waited and he still didn’t come out. We hollered for him to no effect. Finally cast members went to go look for him and discovered his car was gone. Read the rest of this entry »

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