Fathom

I was on a pilot called ‘Fathom’. I wish I could say more about it, but I never even saw the set.

I was booked as a librarian. Yeah, try not to laugh too hard. I know I thought it was pretty amusing considering it as another stretch to the range of work I’ve done. I really had trouble pulling something librarian-esque from my wardrobe, but the costumers seemed to be okay with the one and only librarian-like dress I had.

The scene was supposed to be a bunch of high school kids in a library, hence me, the librarian, but I never got used. I comfortably sat all day in holding. The PAs reminded the ADs that there was a librarian available, but apparently the scene looked okay with just the kids. I didn’t mind. I get paid either way. It would’ve been nice to see the set, but believe me, this wasn’t the first time I got stuck in holding. And even if I were up there working, I’d be afraid that my lack of wholesomeness would shine through a little too much. Ah well.

It was fun to sit in holding and talk with all the moms and a stand-in who also got forgotten.

Oh yeah, and lunch wasn’t bad. And there was one electrician who was damn hot… Wowie. I watched his muscles flex as he pushed a big light on a rolling stand.

Yeah, those were the highlights of my day. Oh, the glamour… 🙂

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