My Ears, My Poor and Confused Ears

DISCLAIMER: With the exception of the last bullet point, the phrases/ideas below do not reflect the opinions or beliefs of the author. Rather, this is a blog-interpretation of the day's events, inspired by surrounding people.

Things one hears/learns when hanging around theatre folk for extended periods of time:

- There is always a place for strong language, and strong language will always have a place.
- Smoking can be considered a hobby.
- Interns inadvertently become afterthoughts.
- Some people are silly and annoying and petty. ...But said people are still really awesome. We love said people.
- If your first cigarette is a Marlboro, you'll never want to smoke again. But if you then smoke a Camel, you'll completely understand why people smoke.
- Naked people on stage is cool. Girls popping out of their shirts is cool, too.
- "Welcome to theatre!" means the same thing as "I hope you like sex jokes, cussing, and cigarette smoke, because you're going to be around all of the above quite a bit."
- When an intern reads a book and a co-worker announces that there is a Literate among us, someone will undoubtedly mishear and think that the person said the intern is illiterate. Consequently, a whole slew of jokes ensues, all in good fun.
- There are two kinds of people: cool people and annoying people.
- Theatre people can be multifaceted, can be recipients of more than just a theatre major, and can give really good college advice.

And that was basically 4 hours of my day.

Ciao,
-eleanor