25 Jun 2013

I Am So Tired

I have an extremely glamorous job. One of the things I am responsible for is making sure people don't freak out when shit hits the fan.

Today the shit hit the fan. It  hit so hard and with so much force, it was epic. 

I have an event tomorrow night that has been the bane of my existence. The planning involves equipment being shipped from all over the world, coordinating people on stationary bikes, LED lights, a giant hamster wheel, and lots of things I am not remembering. There are alcohol sponsors, dry-ice seared food, and a world-famous DJ. It's going to be absolutely fantastic.

Weather report calls for rain all day tomorrow. Torrential rain.

Did I mention that the party takes place on the top of a parking garage?

Fuck.

I just found out that the elevator in the parking lot is not working and with the elevator contractors on strike, we currently have no way to get all the equipment and food supplies to the top of the roof for the rain-party.

Double-fuck.

There is more bullshit but to be honest, I can't even get into it. I am sitting here typing this and listening to people in my office lose their shit as other things fall apart.

Time to go to work and patch this shit up.

Peace. 


24 Jun 2013

I am Having a Moment

I met Sigourney Weaver.

You heard me.

Met her, talked with her, had my picture taken with her.

Wow.

That's all I can say right now.