Interlude: ASSist Me

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

It's been 9 months since I posted last. That's enough time to have a baby! For all you know, that's what I could have been doing, laying around pregnant decorating a nursery. Ha, yea right! I've been doing something much more exciting. I've been being an ass. Yep, that's right, I am a bonafide assistant to an agent at a talent agency.


I will pause here for a moment of shouts, applause, and a celebratory toast.

In all actuality, it hasn't been too bad. Ok, well, the part where I work 50 hours a week has been a bit draining, but it would explain my recent disappearance though, wouldn't it? So, what does being an assistant actually entail, you ask? Think about the really important parts of an agent's job. Booking the show. Drafting the contract. Sending the paperwork. Making sure the deposit is paid. Repeating instructions/information to artist's manager about said show. Settling show after it plays. That's what I do.

Here are some other fun things. Booking a rental car for my boss for a show in Long Island after having this conversation:

Her: I need you to book a car for me for the Long Island show on Saturday.
Me: Ok, no problem.
Her: Oh, but I don't drive.
Me: Er???
Her: So you'll have to drive.
Me: Oh. Kay. ?? :::cancels Saturday plans:::

Call me old fashioned, but I don't use a GPS. So when I drive other people's rental cars, and the GPS tells me to bear left, the picture on the map doesn't really look like the road in front of me, so I don't bear left. Something I learned that day. Did you know that when you continually miss turns on Hertz's "Never Lost" navigating system, it's voice changes into a louder, more deep one; one that is really trying to get it's point across? No, really. Well, it does (read: did) to me.

What else, you ask? It's interesting when it's your job to go to shows, but it's actually more fun when you get to go to one where someone you don't work for is performing. For instance, a Roger Waters "The Wall Tour" dress rehearsal. Just a regular night, eating a soft pretzel and drinking a beer at the IZOD Arena, watching a rock legend perform tracks from what is probably the most commercially successful album of all time.

So there you have it, the good and the bad of being an assistant. You're all caught up to speed. Now, back to your regularly scheduled programming.




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