One of the carpenters that was also a spot light operator happened to fall on stage (considering its all ice) and gashed open his knee with 8 deep stiches. He is now on crutches.
So now, I get to be Mr. New Spot op.
I really don't mind it, but it is somewhat entertaining have to spot an ice skater when you can't see the light. Damn colorblind genetics.
I am looking forward to the party tonight because I get to bartend till everyone gets their fill and I will be getting hit while serving. Yay free booze.
Its hard out here for an intern. No, actually, not really at all.