Every so often, in my line of work, I find myself thinking, "I can't believe I'm getting paid to do this very weird/retarded thing." And every time I work on something strange, I'm convinced that I've seen it all, only to be proved wrong a week later. This post will be a running list of all my odd jobs, which I will update sporadically.
I have:
- zipped a sweaty naked guy into a fried chicken costume.
- spent hours carefully peeling apart 3-ply napkins into 1-ply napkins.
- tied together horse bones.
- watched an Asian Santa doing backflips for two hours during a taping for Iron Chef.
- put glitter on miniature snowmen for a full day.
- carved an NYC taxi out of foam
- dug foot-deep trenches in 85 degree weather.
- climbed trees.
- been sent shopping for a very specific pink plastic flower.
- partied with well-dressed rich people while covered in mud.
- helped put together a life-sized horse.
- operated a follow spot for a remote control car.
- worked a 20-hour shift with one half-hour break.
- been told by a boss to hide so that others won't know I'm not working.
- laid out rugs of human hair.
- mopped up a putrid mix of red wine, rose petals, mardi gras beads and sweat.
- been filmed working by Martha Stewart's Stepford-Wivey TV crew.
- crawled through a spider-webby 3-foot wide tunnel.
- drunk wine on a boat in Lake George.
- driven a golf cart.
- been the go-to person for many anxious gay male dancers.
- shuffled horse shit around a stage.
- moved a tombstone with a palette jack.
- rigged a pinata.
