
You may be wondering why I'm posting so soon. Could it be that I feel a responsibility to keep people informed?
No.
Is it because I have nothing better to do? The answer is yes because my wife ACCIDENTALLY LOCKED ME IN A DRESSING ROOM WHILE SHE IS PERFORMING!!!!!! Her performance ends around 10:00. It is now 7:40.
The head of the theater company told me to make myself at home. I don't think this means breaking down the door. I have drunk MASSIVE amounts of water. My agent, David Goldman, told me to drink plenty of fluids while adjusting to a new time zone. Thanks David. There is no restroom in the dressing room. It is down the hallway. I have not heard a sound outside the door.
It looks like this is the end. I just wanted to say to everyone thanks for everything. It has been a wonderful life and I enjoyed the time we had together.
Oh death, where is your victory? Where is your sting?
Addendum: A young staff member just opened the door. She told me there is a button I need to press to open the door. The button is labeled, "open" in English.
Never mind.
4 comments:
You crack me up. Glad you got out of there before too long. Say hi to Abby for me.
James, Nei Hoi Ma? Nei Ho ho siu!
Joi geen.
Perry
But why on earth one has to open a door by pressing a "open" button???
Exactly.
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