Today was one hell-of-a-day! A big day of firsts.
Today I said goodbye to the only job I have ever known professionally, post college. It was actually a really long day, I worked a full day and was one of the last to leave. On my last day! Some coworkers were surprised that I had any work to do at all and that I didn’t leave early. I actually had a couple of things I had to finish and fires to put out before I left. It was anything but a stress-free last day! I am the type of person who can’t just walk out and leave something incomplete for someone else to have to pick up so I wanted to make sure absolutely everything was done and explained before I walked through the doors for the last time. Some people left without saying goodbye today, and others were sure to stop and give a hug and wish me luck. HR now does an exit survey, rather than an exit interview so I’ll have to fill that out soon. I wasn’t even asked to turn in my keycard, but I did anyways. I set my out of office to “I no longer work at (insert company name here). Please call… etc.” That was a bizarre message to write, let me tell you. But hitting apply on that didn’t seem as weird as it did when I hit send on my No Host Happy Hour invite. I wrote about how it seemed so surreal to be leaving and as if I was stuck between awake and dreaming, but today I felt very much awake. Today finally felt real and right; it felt like I was ready to hang my coat on the past and begin this new path. #happydance. (yes, I did just hashtag, just keep reading.) It is a very peculiar feeling to know that I don’t have a job to wake up to in the morning, or the day after. I have a week off before I start my new gig on 9/21. Instead, tomorrow I am going wedding dress shopping for the first time with my mother!
After work, I saw Contagion with a friend I met on the movie set. We were extras in the movie! Hurray for knocking something off my Life List! I knew the exact take they were going to use before the movie even started. I leaned over and said, I guarantee they will use the final take of the day. And sure enough, that is what they used. At least my scene made the movie! In my initial post about my experience, I wrote:
“I am in the scene where Matt (yes, I’m on first name basis now) gets in a fight with a fellow survivor. Then Randy, one of the survivors, shouts that there is another truck that might have food over yonder and everyone makes a mad dash for the truck. Be sure to look for him because I was right beside him during some of the takes.”
Turns out, they cut Randy. Sorry, man! The scene kind of gets spliced in, kind of juxtaposed into the movie . It all just happened so fast without much explanation. I don’t think I really would have known what was happening if I wasn’t an extra. And it doesn’t makes a whole lot of sense without Randy’s introductory comment.
Let’s play a game of Where’s Waldo?! In this photo, the four of us are all in the black circle and I am the one in the white/blue coat. You can see my blue scarf if you know it is there. See the black circle? See me??
At first I thought Jude Law’s character was just a journalist but soon realized he was a blogger when one of the scientists (Mr. Gellar on Friends) says to him, “A blog isn’t writing. It’s graffiti with punctuation.” Clearly, being a blogger myself, I chuckled, leaned over and said, I beg to differ!
I remember in the casting call they said all the extras would be unrecognizable in hazmat suits and that we were the lucky few that wouldn’t be in suits. Some people were, but not as many as they initially said. I guess they changed some stuff around. Most extras just had protective medical masks on. The movie itself was just okay. It was kind of anti-climatic. I enjoyed it because of my personal tie, and the phenomenal cast. It takes a lot for me not to like a movie so I can’t say I didn’t like it but it definitely isn’t one I would run out and say it’s a must see. There were some parts that were breezed over and never fully explained. I am not sure why we had to look so sick and deadly during filming, and why I wasn’t allowed to wear mascara! I mean I wasn’t even allowed to have nail polish UNDER my mittens! I think someone took their job a bit too serious, saying you can hardly see us! It seriously creeps me out how easily germs spread and how disease can wipe out an entire population. All I have to say is wash your hands and cover your mouth people! After touching a subway train, before you eat or after you touch/cook raw meat. I walked out with my hands inside my coat sleeve and used purell instantly. Even though it wasn’t a great movie, I still must own it. After all, it was my first time on the big screen!
Saying goodbye to my first job, going wedding dress shopping and seeing my scene on the big screen are all exciting firsts. Sometimes doing something for the first time is scary. It means putting yourself out there. Taking risks. Challenging yourself. But without firsts, you cannot have seconds. You cannot learn and grow. Cheers to a big day of firsts!
Have you done anything for the first time, recently?