After that whole thing, our Stage 2 wardrobe sup decides to move to Louisville with a 2 week notice. So now our dept has to shift people around to cover for her leaving. Our wardrobe assistant got promoted to take over Stage 2, which is ok, I guess. She's older, can't see, can't thread a machine, and really a bit daft, an actor who'd obviously rather be acting but real sweet and I guess being at Stage 2 isn't rocket science so it's ok. In 5 days, I'll be the only person in the wardrobe dept who has more than 1 year experience. Whatev's.
So Sat Dori stopped by, starting her vacation by spending the night in my apt. She was off to TN to see her sister. Tomorrow night, we'll all be in Gatlinburg, TN for 4th of July. When I get back, it's the final days until Stage 2 is in someone else's hands then aunt, uncle and generations of cousins were supposed to be coming to visit. After they leave, Dori and her cousin will stop by on their way back to D.C. After all that, I'm joining the Witness Protection Program and moving somewhere where no one will want to visit, like Cuba.
I wish I could say nothing's been happening here. After my great-grandpa died on Memorial Day, we went into Oliver tech. The week after that was an 8 show Oliver week then the next week was only a 5 show week but my dad came to visit Father's Day weekend. After he left, we had another tech week and that Friday had a company meeting. We were told that our attendance has been down and to save this season and next (our 75th), there would be budget cuts. Ten people were laid off, none in costumes, but still awesome people to work with who know what they're doing. Dept budgets were cut and we changed out this fall's Candide with Driving Miss Daisy. So come see our shows, we need money.