It is getting very annoying not having a camera.
I didn’t get to photograph the cutest pair of two-day-old kittens when the director brought them to the set of a short film I was acting in.
Can you believe not a single person in the entire crew and cast had a camera? Totally insane. I would think everyone these days would at least have a mobile phone that has a camera feature.
Here I have been thinking I’m the only caveman still carrying a prehistoric Nokia 6100.
So far, two people have laughed my phone in its face for being so ancient. Like, it’s not its fault, ok? I just never had any compelling reason to get rid of it since it’s still working very finely.
But I must say it’s getting more and more embarrassing to be around when it rings because the ring tone capability is so last millennium.
Thankfully, my phone is on silent mode most of the time because my job requires me to not have it ring when I’m working.
Can you imagine at a film set…
Director: Alright, everyone clear? Roll camera!
Cameraman: Camera rolling.
Director: And….. action!
Actor: (Stares lovingly into my eyes) Please forgive me. I love you. It was a…
Nokia 6100: Ti ta di loooo! Da da da ti ta di laaaaA! Dee dee dee doo la dee dee doo la dee dee ti ta di loooo! (Repeat x 2)
Director: What the hell.
Producer: WHO DIDN’T OFF HIS PHONE?!!
Sound guy: Hahaha! The ring tone is so last millennium!
That would be reason for me to disappear into a hole in the ground and grounds for me to disown my phone right away.
So, anyway, I am sad that I don’t have a picture of the kittens. They were so young their eyes weren’t open yet. AND SO ADORABLE! I didn’t even recognise them as kittens at first. They were just balls of fur.
I think it is time to upgrade my phone and buy a camera-enabled one. I refuse to miss another chance to photograph two-day-old kittens. It’s not like you get to see them every day of your life, is it?
The only photo I got out of the shoot is this.
That’s me and my co-star and the makeup artist on the right. The camera used to take this picture belongs to the makeup artist who, most inconveniently, was not there when the kittens were brought in.
Not that I can blame anyone but myself.