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What a nightmare.

I dreamed that we were performing "Never Swim Alone"...again.  It wasn't PTP's theater, but it was...it was weird.  Anyway, the whole thing was a nightmare.  We didn't have any rehearsals before this performance, so I was going over my lines 5 mintues before showtime. 

I argued with the tech guy because he had someone hanging out backstage that he shouldn't have.  I remember explaining that even though community theater is a volunteer endeavor, he needed to treat it like a job, and not have unauthorized people backstage, etc.  He was like oh yeah?  and I was like "yeah dear, it eats into our quality time, too" and I smirked.  It was an awful feeling.

Then I broke the fourth wall and ran out the curtain to a FULL audience to go up to the light booth for something...the director and producer both were not there!  They weren't going to come to this production for some reason...whaaaat?

Then I started trying to be serious and I was trying to take my place on stage, but the other two actors had decided to change things around and the set was completely different than I was used to...not to mention, one of the actors had a TV on set and was hoping to tape some show he couldn't miss, and he had some techie sitting there messing with a VHS tape...it was all a huge debacle and I was trying to hold it together without freaking out.

The play started and I began my lines, and around then the techie turned on the TV and popped in the tape and started taping the show and watching it...I walked over in the midst of acting and very cooly whispered "that has to go off..." which she did, but I was so off my game by that point I started making up lines...then my fellow actors came down stage and weren't doing what they were supposed to...

Finally, scene one was over, and I crawled listlessly up my lifeguard stand and the actors started doing a mockery of scene two...that's when I noticed the director, complete with Steelers fuzzy pullover thing, jeans and brown timberland-esque boot things, coming in through a side door...I shrugged at him like "I don't know, I tried!" and he shrugged back at me like "don't worry about it"...