That’s what she said
Headed to Royal Oak at 7 to meet up with the girls. I grabbed a table for 10 at Pronto and texted while I waited for everyone to show up.
We ordered a round of beer and everyone started grilling me about what would happen during the shoot because they were all getting nervous. In reassured them they would chop up the video enough to make them all look great.
Once our food came we had about 10 minutes scarf it down and pay before we had to run and meet the producer. I feel a little bad for our server because we were ready to leave the moment he took our order, but he was a good sport.
We walked the couple blocks to a different bar on main street. Thursday is bike night in RO so the streets were crawling with dudes and necessarily loud motorcycles. As we were walking I heard my name being yelled and looked over to find a group of coworkers sitting outside. I chatted for a few minutes taking great care to not slur my words, but they were all looking a bit glassy-eyed so it wouldn’t have mattered anyway.
The segment we were shooting was about 20-somethings hanging out in RO and all the cool, hip places we like to go. All the other girls were clamoring to be on tv, back-combing their hair and slathering on lip gloss. I hung back a bit not really caring since I’m getting my 15 seconds of fame with the cheese commercial.
10 girls and a tv camera is a really good way to draw attention. They took shots of Linz talking and then us walking down the street being young and hip. We went to a couple bars and got heckled by a few drunken men – one was even being dragged away by his wife/girlfriend as he tried to talk to us. Instead of pretending to chat casually as we walked down the street, Erin and Liz repeated ‘that’s what she said’ over and over. It was a pretty entertaining way to spend an evening.
Scott in hip, 20-something heaven.
We ended the night at the Post, which was pretty quiet when we got there but by the time we left you could barely walk through the place. Saw a bunch of my fave faces.
Got pulled over on the way home because I was “all over the road” aka young and driving a car covered in stickers. The cop asked me if I had taken any shots, was I lying, and had I smoked marijuana because he could smell it. Jerk.
Finally made it home around 2, which is pretty late for this old lady.07.25.08 in Uncategorized