I'm back from a "Brain" rehearsal and in a crabby mood. I can't say that I'm having a good time working with the MD, and I don't like getting into pissing contests to mark territories. I will spend today finishing up what's left to be redone. After which, I can pick up copies of the original parts for the adjustments to redo them with the changes.
To add to my unhappiness, I got to the new studio space, went to the fifth floor and there was no one there. After waiting for a bit, I called the stage manager to learn the rehearsal was on the fourth floor. Then the manager who's an ass showed up and I complained about sitting there wondering why there was no info on where things were rehearsing. He showed me a sign that said "Martian Entertainment Room 401." How did I know that Martian Entertainment was"The Brain?" So, I went down to the fourth floor and I'm looking for 401 and when the cleaning man asked, I told him. He pointed down a hallway so I went that direction. The jerk didn't know where 401 was either, but I did come to an office so I bitched to the people in it about the stupidity of the Roy Arias rehearsal studios. It turns out that 401 was in the direction I originally headed, and when I got there the door was locked. They must have been alerted that by this point Godzilla was looking for Tokyo. When I left, the cast was relocating to Nola Studios.
The Gilfrys are indeed moving today, but since it's basically four suitcases with furniture arriving later by delivery men, I will stay here and work.
