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I guess I am technically an actress now.
My museum job started on Monday with over 8 hours of mind-numbingly boring orientation. The lunch was decent.
I found out that I am one of the few non-actors in my department. That means when I interviewed/auditioned, I was really showing off my acting skills, especially since I will have to assume historical roles in my job there. So, I have passed my first professional acting audition!
Today’s training began with me and two female co-workers being sent to the Omnimax Theatre (you know, an IMAX theatre) to watch two movies, both of which gave us all headaches. I don’t take to those places well, but the films were interesting. After that we went and saw the nice temporary exhibit the museum has with live frogs from all over the world, in all shapes, sizes and colors. All we said each time was "Oh, those are so cute!" Talk about three girls hanging out.
During the afternoon I reported to my first role to learn, and that is at the Burlington Zephyr, the actual train that set a speed record back in 1934. We had some fun there. Since this is the Museum of Science and Industry, we have some animatronics. During one of our tours this talking donkey named Zeph comes out, and this little boy damned near craps his pants.
Something happened later that reminded me on an incident on the boats: Just as we’re telling this guy to watch his head, he rams it right into the top of the train. On the boats this old guy knocked his hat off (besides causing self-inflicted brain damage), while here at the museum this dude falls back onto the floor. We did our best to keep it calm and not laugh, although April had a hell of a time remembering her lines.
We’re allowed to adjust scripts as need be. I am following April’s lead and change a line about rolling in the hay. As she puts it, using a double entendre in front of children, and one that uses sex and donkeys, is a bit creepy.
We also thought of new ways to interpret some of our exhibits, like at the U-505, a captured Nazi submarine. You don’t want to know. Neither does management.
Okay, not much tranny stuff here today. Gotta wait for the next endo appointment.
