TEAR THE MOTHERF****ER DOWN!
Apparently, being a theatre tech brings a host of skills that never go away. Like knowing when you stripped a screw or planning how to re-purpose and construct things. Also, breaking things apart and carrying heavy things will become second nature. (i.e. “Move aside, weakling.” *BAM, HOIST, GRUNT*) As a dreamy, brooding kid, I enjoy being a grimy doer sometimes. Who would have thought I’d grow up to sew stuffed animals and demolish pre-historic backyard sheds? I’d say I’m the strong silent type, but that’s not quite right, either. I still lay down and make distressed noises at the first wave of emotional distress. Which as a flighty broad of an INFX, happens pretty often. *grin*









