So this weekend was unbelievable... I was working on setting up this ballroom for a Caterpillar Convention. The morning started out really bad. R was bitching one moment about how we were hanging the lights and then another moment he was saying that he wasn't in charge of the lights. Being friends with the big boss, I asked if I could get moved to a different project because of R and him telling others that we didn't have to follow the lighting plot... Of course later on the boss asked if I could go back and fix it. Lynne and I did and that's when it started... I was working on 2 hours of sleep and Lynne had no idea when she passed out. It all started when we had to hang these banners/graphics... on the plot it said that they were 60x20. When we pulled them out they were actaully 80x20 which meant that the truss that was hung at 60 feet was too short... the waiting began.... and so did the self entertainment. Lynne and I had to wait for the riggers to add 20 feet of truss... in the mean time we didn't have anything to do... but we did. So to make a long story short all 12 banners were different sizes and within 10 hours there was a toga party in the brown paper that the banners came in, sword flights with cardboard sticks, monster pictures with styrofoam boulders, exploding cable ties, superman monograms in colored tape on the boss as he used a section of the cut out graphic as a cape, and at the very end of the day....
Three chicks in a scissor lift... a blond, a red head and a brunette
The lesbian said to the straight girls... It's a foot short on each side and 3 inches between the hoohaaz
The blond choked on her drag
The brunette got the giggles
We watched the guys come out and gawk
And couldn't think of a punchline.
