I managed to get a job of sorts working Audio/Visual for the local university (being a student has its privileges), and tonight was my first night. I set up and took down the equipment for a talent show that never happened.
Those people in charge of the show, who also intended on performing, didn't feel they could compete with some woman, Jane Goodall, and thus couldn't bring in the coin necessary to recoup the costs. These were costs they'd already incurred. I don't know if you're aware of this, but putting together a stage isn't easy. The curtains are seriously heavy as well, and I had to lug the speakers around. The person sent to help me had a broken foot and basically pointed at things and told me they needed doing.
We did get to place ourselves between men with beer and a basketball game, which didn't lead to some sort of fight. I deserve danger pay.
Anyway, I wandered down to the theater to put equipment away and ran into many an A/V tech trying to get a projector to work. I explained the situation, including the reason for the cancellation, and each of them said the same thing.
"Those damned, dirty apes!"
There was also talk about chimpanzees trying to get her to leave the jungle, her being like that houseguest that's too nice to eject but too annoying to let her stay on.
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