Monday night in an attempt to save $8 on a Go train ticket, I bummed a ride with T.S. to Hamilton because I would be in various parts of the armpit of Ontario for shoots on Wednesday and Thursday.
Now a shoot requires at the very least, a working camera, a working SD card, a working battery, and a working brain. I had all of that in Toronto except for the working brain.
Because when we got to Hamilton, I realized that I had none of that with me because I had left it at L.Y.'s birthday party right before we left for Hamilton.
Fail.
How was I suppose to do two shoots now?
The answer: go back to Toronto and retrieve said equipment.
Plan: Save $8 back fired.
If I was with me, I would've thought, or said, perhaps with a few drips of condescension, "You idiot."
But T.S., ever the gracious and patient one kept the "You idiot" comments, if they existed to himself, and pulled out a $20 bill to pay for my return fare to Toronto and back. Because I had no money on me either.
Now a shoot requires at the very least, a working camera, a working SD card, a working battery, and a working brain. I had all of that in Toronto except for the working brain.
Because when we got to Hamilton, I realized that I had none of that with me because I had left it at L.Y.'s birthday party right before we left for Hamilton.
Fail.
How was I suppose to do two shoots now?
The answer: go back to Toronto and retrieve said equipment.
Plan: Save $8 back fired.
If I was with me, I would've thought, or said, perhaps with a few drips of condescension, "You idiot."
But T.S., ever the gracious and patient one kept the "You idiot" comments, if they existed to himself, and pulled out a $20 bill to pay for my return fare to Toronto and back. Because I had no money on me either.
