shhhhhh!
SHHHHHHHH! Please don’t talk too loudly right now, it’s 12:51 and almost everyone in my apartment is asleep. So, don’t slam doors, don’t walk on the squeaky boards, and don’t do dishes…Cause remember? It’s 12:51!!!!
Um, that’s 12:51 p.m., by the way. Not a.m.
Welcome to the glamorous life of theater. We stay up late, eat dinner past midnight usually, and hardly ever see morning. Unless we have a matinee, and then it feels like a 2 o’clock show is at the first light of dawn for us.
The other day, I had to go down to the super’s office in order to ask them something about a refund they owe me. She didn’t have the pertinent information at the time, so asked when she could call me in the morning, aka, what time do I wake up?
I pause and think for a moment, do not have the courage to tell her the real time I wake up, and so say, Uh, about 10:30…
At hearing me say 10:30 (which is earlier than I usually wake up, to be honest), she stifles laughter and I immediately feel the need to explain that I work at night and therefore end up sleeping later than normal blah blah blah…She doesn’t really care and to be honest it isn’t a big deal and I don’t have to explain it to her.
But I still did.
I guess I realize that most of the world is up and working much earlier than me…
But back to the point, please be very very quiet right now, because it’s almost 1 o’clock and all my roommates are sleeping…;-)
