I've been busy all week with performances of the law school fall musical, The Wild Party. Last night was the final show. We had to schedule it earlier than the others because the campus GLBT group was throwing their big OutLaw dance (get it?) in the room we were using as a theater. We were still striking the set after the show when guests started to show up. So I'm carrying fragments of scenery out to the dumpster, still in my stage makeup, when I run into an acquaintance from last year who's going into the dance.
"Hey Trevor! I didn't know you were ... um ..."
"Oh, no. I 'm just here because I was in the musical."
"..."
"That doesn't really change anything, does it?"
No comments:
Post a Comment