I Love You, Man

This was my first gig as a waitress where I had a specific uniform and had to be fitted before the shoot. I was a waitress in Windfall and on Twins, but not the kind that wore the apron and shoes…and panty hose. I always try to help out the wardrobe department and bring my own stuff, but because of that, all five of my pairs of panty hose now have runs and snags or both.

But this time, they didn’t get mad. They gave me a pair. So, I’m bagging them up and stashing them in the bottom of my gig bag just in case…so I can keep helping out the wardrobe people since the only time I wear panty hose is on set.

It’s been awhile since the last time I didn’t really know what to write about a show. Sometimes, I spend hours bored. Sometimes, I spend hours doing something monotonous. Sometimes, I never even make it onto the set, but there’s still tons to write about.

This time, there isn’t much to report except that I was nervous as hell because I was a waitress. On other shows like this, they have the waitresses visit ten tables, do fifteen things, hit marks on barely audible lines. It’s insanity. I was worried I’d end up like that, too.

But they used the other two waitresses in the first set-up.

Then, they almost used me in the next one.

Then, I was going to work the one after that, but it changed.

I knew I’d be in the next one for sure, though. I was the only one who hadn’t been seen.

And it was so quick, I only had time to literally work from table to table pretending to ask how everyone was. I carried no menus, never whipped out the order pad, nothing.

Oh, wait… On the turnaround, I did get to deliver one drink, but that was literally it. The amount of time it took to get that drink to the table, turn and walk out of frame was about the entire length of the shot.

I’m counting myself very, very lucky.

Between one of the set-ups, I went out to use the port-a-potty and on my way back in the restaurant, I came around the corner and surprisingly ended up making good, solid, dreamy eye contact with Paul Rudd. I did a mini mental swoon and looked away for fear I might get in trouble (some actors get upset because it disrupts their concentration) and then realized that Paul didn’t seem like that kind of a guy and it was between shots, he was just relaxing.

It was a legitimate smile moment no matter who he was, so I should’ve just done it even though I might’ve accidentally drooled, and then darnit all…the moment was gone…never to return. *sigh*

But let me just say that my little split second staring into his eyes was a tiny wonderful slice of heaven. *sigh…swoon…sigh*

After the restaurant stuff was done, we went to a bowling alley where I was switched out to just regular background…Deep background, no less. So deep that I have no idea what the scene was about.

After a few million walk-through-frames, I got to go home. All in all, definitely not a bad gig.

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