MR BK's situation reminds me of one I was mired in.
We were doing VAMPIRE LESBIANS OF SODOM in the basement theatre - to sold out audiences and good reviews - and in the upstairs theatre a director from IU [that means he's a genius, folks] was rehearsing the next show LISBON TRAVIATA.
They kept taking our tape deck upstairs and NOT bringing it back. Several times we got to the theatre at call time and had to go upstairs to the booth, unhook the deck and bring it back down - rehook it up and put our tape on - if we could find it.
And on Sunday afternoon, during our matinee he would rehearse what sounded like a quartet of Clydesdale horses right over our heads......
When I called him on it, he just shrugged....I still hate that man and hope he is dead.....Dale McFadden. If not maybe his name will bring him here.