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Saturday, July 24, 2004
A Short Play
Grant: Some guy
Chad: Some other guy
Setting: Outer Space, I guess.
Chad: So, Grant, what's going on?
Grant: I dunno. I think I'm fucked though.
Chad: In a good way?
Grant: Nope. But that's a whole different issue. I think I'm an idiot.
Chad: For a specific reason this time?
Grant: Yup. I thought I was cut out to be a recording engineer, but I might need to rethink that.
Chad: Why's that?
Grant: Well, as it turns out, being an audio engineer takes a lot of math. At least, that's the impression I got the other night.
Chad: What do you mean?
Grant: Well, I went to Duffy's, since I had the night off. I introduced myself to the sound guy, and asked if he was looking for an assistant. I had heard that he might be.
Chad: Go on...
Grant: So, I made my introduction, and, of course, he asked for my qualifications. I gave them to him. Then, he asked how I was in physics. And calculus. And, I suck at both. Hell, I suck at math. Basic arethmetic is not my strong suit.
Chad: Well, duh.
Grant: I mean, he showed me his rig, and asked me what I was familiar with, but also asked me what pitches were in hertz. I have do damned clue. I need to do some learnin'. Quick. I think. In acoustic physics, basic electronics and math. I don't know if I'm up to it. I could buy some books, but, shit, I'd be my own teacher.
Chad: So, what are you gonna do?
Grant: Dunno. Get some books and some hobby kits and, eventually, some equipment. Mics and shit. Even then, I think I've fallen for the wrong field. I'm woefully underqualified, underversed and underexperienced. I don't know why I don't give up right now. While I can. Get some damned factory job or something. Someplace where I know I'd be the smartest cat on the block. Cuz I know I'm not otherwise.
Chad: Do that, and you're fucking dead to me.
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