How to deal with compliments
After conducting my first interview for my first documentary, I called roommate to come help me move equipment.
There was a huge camera case (size: large suitcase), a huge metal tripod (size: huge), and a box with lighting equipment in it (not that big but heavy and deceptive because it has a strap to put around your shoulder, but the clip always breaks so you can't carry it around your shoulder anyway).
Since I would have been embarrassed to just wait outside the interviewee (a teacher)'s office right after we had said "see ya around", I made to drag the equipment over to a place with a bunch of tables outside - about 50 feet away. But I didn't have 3 arms, and I didn't want to drop anything at a table and then leave it for any thieves while I doubled back. So I tried to balance the light box on top of the camera case while holding a tripod in my other arm, rolling the case over cobblestones.
As I began to do this, a worker at the school (post office or something?) who I had never seen before looked over at me. "Can I help you?"
"Um, no thanks, I think I'm good" I said (because I'm obviously not very smart, but also because I didn't know him).
"You are beautiful."
(awkward pause) "uh... thanks. You are beautiful too." As soon as I said that I wondered if that was supposed to be an indication of my willingness to go to bed with him. I avoided eye contact.
After a few more awkward moments, the man left me alone and I wheeled my case about 10 feet before the light box fell off and almost crashed to the ground. Obviously I did need some help. But... oh well. At least I was no longer being complimented.
There was a huge camera case (size: large suitcase), a huge metal tripod (size: huge), and a box with lighting equipment in it (not that big but heavy and deceptive because it has a strap to put around your shoulder, but the clip always breaks so you can't carry it around your shoulder anyway).
Since I would have been embarrassed to just wait outside the interviewee (a teacher)'s office right after we had said "see ya around", I made to drag the equipment over to a place with a bunch of tables outside - about 50 feet away. But I didn't have 3 arms, and I didn't want to drop anything at a table and then leave it for any thieves while I doubled back. So I tried to balance the light box on top of the camera case while holding a tripod in my other arm, rolling the case over cobblestones.
As I began to do this, a worker at the school (post office or something?) who I had never seen before looked over at me. "Can I help you?"
"Um, no thanks, I think I'm good" I said (because I'm obviously not very smart, but also because I didn't know him).
"You are beautiful."
(awkward pause) "uh... thanks. You are beautiful too." As soon as I said that I wondered if that was supposed to be an indication of my willingness to go to bed with him. I avoided eye contact.
After a few more awkward moments, the man left me alone and I wheeled my case about 10 feet before the light box fell off and almost crashed to the ground. Obviously I did need some help. But... oh well. At least I was no longer being complimented.
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