Production company, executive producer and Menudo member's names aside, this story is quite the treat of a lesson learned.
To set the scene, it was a bit of a celebration after the 3rd season of a reality show took the air a few years ago. The company was pretty well known for their cute interns and banging all night celebrations after a clusterfuck of a production ended with a bleak -- but surviving -- skeleton crew. After 3 hours of an open bar, our "douchebag frat boy" exec invited a select few back into his "hot ride" (aka rented shitty limo)... I was (un)fortunately one of the invited. I did not know where (or if) the night would end.
Once everyone piled into the limo with the "douchebag frat boy" exec, an intern appeared... a very, very, intoxicated, female intern. To make a long story short, somehow our "crew" (producers, shooters, mixers etc.) ended up at a local strip club. Thats where the intern fun began.... After dryhumping everything known to man -- including the strippers themselves -- she settled for... yes, "douchebag frat boy" exec. At that point, being the only sober person in the "crew"... I knew I had a due responsibility to take close notes of the debauchery and to share with those who were absent from such a "party". I thought after the intern nearly raped the EP, camera op, 2 producers and a mixer there was no way in hell she would surface at work ever again... however, truth be told, she did. After sharing the shockingly awesome and stupid details of the previous evening... witty and cunning corner office producer coined a name that has followed her through shows and productions to this day (about a year and counting). All hail Striptern. Lesson learned: Always accept the invitation for a limo ride. Stay sober and share with your real friends after everyone makes a fucking ass of themselves.
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