Called in to work, we've a big booking, the Civic is doing a Oscars Screening, we have the large screen TV they require...
Complete and utter bollocks, but I knew that. No surprises there, and a day off thwarted to work this, well...
Playing to an audience almost exclusively of women within my age range, who for reasons of taste will be completely, entirely off limits, just their presence at this event is a red flag, hell, it's a full-on stars-and-stripes, and the vacuity of the ceremonies can't distract me from the very real fact that the rest of the world is gone to shit, and maybe that's why they're all here, in need of some diversion from the real world at the moment, but somehow it all just seems a little extra trite...