I know you guys love it when I tell you heroic tales of my glamorous life in the business that is Film. You like to live vicariously through my tales of daring-do and rubbing shoulders with famous, cool people.
I'm going to let you in on something I bet you didn't know. Did you know that the Locations Department is responsible for having the trash picked up? Mountains of trash. Every Freakin' Day. On an average day, a movie shoot will produce about 40 huge bulging bags of garbage. You can't just leave that sort of thing by the side of the road and wait for Tuesday's pickup. You have to find a private carter.
And as amazingly unbelievable as it may seem, for some reason private carters aren't just lining up for the opportunity to pick up your crap at a different location every day and to know that they'll only have you as a client for a month or two.
I have a company I've used for my last 5 or 6 movies. With a few missed connections, they've always been pretty dependable.
On this show, they missed picking up on the first night. I spoke to the owner the next morning and he said they'd be there for it during the day and make another pickup overnight. Nah! I started getting screamy phone calls at about 8:00 a.m. asking me when I was going to get my "mountain of shit" out of the parking lot. I couldn't get my guy on the phone. Nor to return a call.
Finally, I was able to hire a guy to deal with it. Then, I started worrying about tonight. I made a bunch of phone calls trying to connect with my usual guy and had my office start making calls about finding a backup. We finally found someone to hire at 4:45 this afternoon.
I spent way to much of my day today thinking about garbage.