Monday, October 09, 2006
Anyway, there are three of us who are miked, and Wednesday night was the first time we used them. It was a go for yesterday morning.
Imagine my surprise when the sound man came to me in the lobby at the end of the first service, telling me that I needed to turn my mike on. I told him that I thought I had. He said "no, you turned yourself off."
Then I started thinking.
I had that mike on the WHOLE time I was up there, except for when I should have had it on.
Including the rehearsal time when I was complaining about not feeling too "spiritual" that morning to a friend of mine.
Including the time when I was back in the back of the church talking to our senior pastor about how I looked like a diva with the headset on.
Including the time when I was bi*&#ing to the same said friend about the fact that I didn't get a solo part, and that he gave it to someone else. And there were some snarky comments made.
Including the time that I went into the choir room, took off my robe, and started walking down the hallway, complaining that my feet hurt.
However, I do believe that the sound man was smart enough and picked up the fact that I was having some technical difficulties.
But really... how hard can up for on and down for off be.
Obviously I was more worried about gossiping in church than learning the curve.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Where in the BLEEP did my weekend go?