Yesterday afternoon an old friend called me.
"Whatcha doing on Saturday?", he inquired. "Uh, going to a 3 year old's birthday party.", was my response. "I don't think so", he quickly said.
He was right.
You see, there is a BIG boxing fight happening in my town tomorrow night. A world middleweight belt title is on the line for one of our young boxers. I was planning on watching it over at a friend's house with M., but this is much better.
I'm going to work it! Woo-hoo!
I get a ringside seat AND I get paid to be there, sorta like having your cake and eating it too, I suppose. I'm super excited. It's my first time working with a Pay per view crew, and I'm going to be the stage manager for the fight. Basically, I'll be the communicator between the directors out in the big satellite truck and the producer for the on air talent.
And the best part? My name will now be out there as a freelancer, and one who can do stuff on really short notice.
Thank goodness that I'm feeling better.