So let’s talk about work. Everyday I walk a mile and half down a street that sometimes smells like urine, but more often smells like well…urine. I often pass a few homeless folks, usually the same ones everyday, and many strangers. I see the same vendors and shop owners opening up at the same time everyday. I have even gotten the timing down on a few street signs in order to hasten my trip.
Generally I sweat a lot on my way, not because it is too hot or because I am walking really fast, or even because it’s a rough walk, but because you just sweat when you walk a moderate distance and also because, and this is my own opinion and I am not sure whether it is true or not but, I think that the hottest time of any day isn’t the mid-day but the morning when the sun starts to hit its beginning peak, like 9 to 11ish. I just always feel like when the sun hits the moisture left over from the evening it creates this mini humidity that makes it hotter than it really is for that brief time period, and also it is difficult to adjust to such a rapid change in temperature from very nice to warm as fast as mother nature wants us to. Wow that was a long description of the weather, anyway…
I pass billboards for dozens of movies and street signs for everything from television, movies, and music to even books and religious conferences. Suffice it to say that my walk is nothing short of “colorful.” I listen to my mp3 player, think about the wonderful opportunity I have here in LA and sip my water to stay cool, smiling occasionally at anyone who wants to take in my southern mannerisms and often singing louder than I should but its ok because I fit right in with the roller skating homeless guy.
So when I arrive I see posters for the films New Line has released recently, will release, or are coming soon. I pass those two Oscars I described before and follow a row of assistant desks, more or less saying hi whether verbally or with my smile to every one of them, and head to my own desk. Up to this point my day is pretty much great. I work in an office with great people and I am getting to know the industry that so many want to be apart of and so few are ever allowed in; I consider myself lucky and at an advantage, at least until the phone rings.
Now as I have said before my duties include, but are not limited to:
-copying scripts (often times dozens and dozens a day)
-binding scripts (many times a day)
-putting in scripts for coverage to be read that evening
-running up and down getting these scripts and delivering scripts to other assistants and execs.
-sending stuff out for messenger
-answering Disco’s phone
-covering any number of desks that need covering
These are my basic tasks, not too hard, but not in the slightest unimportant. It is sometimes monkey work, but often times I go beyond what is asked and I take pride in that. Whether it is labeling scripts that weren’t asked but were going to be done anyway, or asking when I’m in the area if there is anything I can help any assistant with, I do what I can when I can. I am not by far saying I am the shit or am awesome but I pride myself in my work, no matter what it is; always have, always will.
However, when someone takes advantage of my generosity, willingness, and attitude to do whatever I can whenever I can, it kind of pisses me off. I am in now way getting into any specifics but let’s just say that Monday and Tuesday were not the best and brightest of my days so far here in L.A.
Now I understand the nature of the business. I am here to work for free to prove I belong, to show that I am willing to do whatever it takes to stay and become a player. I respect everyone around me (for the most part) and feel that I do belong with them. If I didn’t I would not hesitate to leave or recognize that when this is over then I am back to Virginia. But I have been through too much shit in my life, and done far too many tasks where I was taken for granted, used, and underappreciated to let this shit take the cake. Basically I am venting, but where else can I vent but on my own damn blog?
On the bright side I think everyday I show up, do work, shut up and take it is another day closer to getting a job and being respected. There are perks and those perks are great, like seeing the list of celebs I have posted a bit earlier, not to mention being allowed access to a plethora of scripts that only a few eyes are allowed to see.
So what I am getting at is no matter how much I guess I feel like I am being stepped on or used, that really that’s what I am here for, to be used and utilized to my fullest extent. If someone needs 40 bound copies total of 6 different scripts, so be it, I will just have to suck it up and deliver it with a smile, because all the bullshit you can go through in your life will never amount to the piece of shit you would feel like if you regret not following what you wanted.
Ok done with my philosophical rant, goodnight and good luck.