mprmike

For a moment last night, I thought we were doing Les Misérables.*

Toward the end of Act 1, the factory workers in The Pajama Game stage a slow-down. It's short-lived, as everyone snaps back to full speed after being scolded by the superintendent. That moment is chaotic, and I'm supposed to run on stage in the midst of the chaos.

Well, it's gotten a bit too chaotic, as people are running around like wild men, including a couple of guys with a rolling fabric rack.** A rolling fabric rack that rolled right over my foot. It hurt like a... well, you fill in the blank with the epithet of your choice. Thankfully today there's only some very light bruising, so I'm fine. But man, it hurt.


*It's a M. Fauchelevent reference! Get it?

**OK, if it had been Les Mis, it would've been a cart, not a rack of fabric. And it would've been moving very slowly. And I would've been trapped underneath it. WORK WITH ME, PEOPLE.