Work Work Work

In case anyone wanted to know, I work at Blue Cross and Blue Shield doing all their AV work.

That generally involves setting up projectors, mics, speakers, laptops and whatever else a group might need for a meeting/party. It can get pretty boring at times because we used to have a part-timer who did all the busy work but with cutbacks, I am now the one who has to pick up the slack. With that comes the joy of dealing with the white-collar crowd who doesn't yet understand a recession no matter how many coworkers get laid off.

One thing I am certain about myself, I am not a corporate type of guy. All my friends in the building are the electricians, carpenters, caterers and other laborers that work with their hands for a living. Blue-collar types.

The more I work at my 8 to 5 job the more I am sure that this is not what I was meant to do. I came to Chicago with the intent of learning improv well enough to teach it and open a small theater elsewhere. I am finding that my job is getting in the way more than I expected, especially now that I am married. Like and aging prize fighter who needs to hang it up, I find myself putting in eye drops and pomade in my hair before shows in order to look like I am not dying from exhaustion.

For now I have to fight through my lack of time and these dreaded dark circles under my eyes that seem to get darker by the day. I also have to keep the image alive in my head of coming into my own theater, grabbing some coffee(from the cafe in my theater) and getting to work on the new promo for an upcoming show.