|Ethan Buick Turner-Lowe (fourthdimension) wrote in genome_project,|
@ 2012-10-20 10:59:00
|Entry tags:||carter manning, october 2012|
Who: Ethan and OPEN
What: On set with Ethan Turner
Where: TV Studios
A field trip. Perfect. Just perfect!
Perhaps if Ethan had been told this after he was given his latte and not before, it wouldn't have caused such an aneurysm in his brain. And it wasn't even that he didn't like field trips. They were usually a lot of fun, and he could spend all day just showing kids around the lot. Today was just not a good day for that.
It was one of those days where Ethan truly wished he wasn't a father. Two of the kids, Little Duck and Ti, had gotten sick with what looked to be the flu. So, they both had Ethan up all night trying to calm their coughs and sniffles, while the others complained up a storm. Add to that the ridiculous amount of work that Ethan had to do today, coupled with filming at least two scenes for the upcoming show, and you had a very cranky Ethan on set.
As the kids filed in, Ethan tried to keep a mostly cheery attitude, while mentally writing the nastiest email to whichever brilliant genius of the universe decided to schedule him for a field trip tour today of all days. He was glad to hear from the teacher that they wouldn't be too long as they had practice SATs to get to. Ethan briefly wondered what a group of 4th graders had to do with practice SATs, but he still felt far too tired to ask. By the time they all left, Ethan felt like it was nigh time for a good nap, but of course, he still had a good few hours left of filming.
He had escaped into his office for a moment to catch a small break, when his phone went off.
"Mister Turner? Someone here to see you."
Ethan threw his hands up in frustration. Who the hell could it be now? He stomped out of his office and headed out to the lobby, where he was pleasantly surprised. "Oh good," he said with a sigh and slumped down into the nearest chair.
"Reinforcements. Just what I need."