It's San Francisco, What Do You Expect?
Ah, Cinemasports. Always a source for good storys and this next one is no exception.
It all began on the day of May 13th, 2006. We had finished shooting our film about an unsuspecting kid who was turned to a bananna by the great Miguel Hidalgo! However, to make the great Miguel talk we had to record voice overs while we were editing. As we sat in the cafe we began to think what the best place would be to do it in. Outside? Too many cars. Inside the cafe? Too much chitter chatter. The bathroom? Perfect.
We start gathering up our gear, the camera, microphone, laptop, and various wires and cords and both head into the bathroom. Because of my great knowledge about recording audio I tell my friend Andy to take off his shirt(to drape it over his head to reduce ehoes). He does it without hesitation and then tells me to hold on a second while he goes over and turns out the light as it was connected to a fan and you can't have fans going while you're recording!
We finally get down to business and sit in the bathroom recording voice overs for 10-15 minutes or so. Finally we finish and gather up our stuff to try and finish our film before the ever approaching deadline.
As we walk out of the bathroom we see this woman who has been patiently waiting there this entire time only to find two teenage men walk out while one puts his shirt on and the other flicks back on the light.
I've never seen anyone look so uncomfortable in my entire life.
I later told this story to my father and he suggested that I should have told her, "Lady, it's San Francisco. What do you expect?".
It all began on the day of May 13th, 2006. We had finished shooting our film about an unsuspecting kid who was turned to a bananna by the great Miguel Hidalgo! However, to make the great Miguel talk we had to record voice overs while we were editing. As we sat in the cafe we began to think what the best place would be to do it in. Outside? Too many cars. Inside the cafe? Too much chitter chatter. The bathroom? Perfect.
We start gathering up our gear, the camera, microphone, laptop, and various wires and cords and both head into the bathroom. Because of my great knowledge about recording audio I tell my friend Andy to take off his shirt(to drape it over his head to reduce ehoes). He does it without hesitation and then tells me to hold on a second while he goes over and turns out the light as it was connected to a fan and you can't have fans going while you're recording!
We finally get down to business and sit in the bathroom recording voice overs for 10-15 minutes or so. Finally we finish and gather up our stuff to try and finish our film before the ever approaching deadline.
As we walk out of the bathroom we see this woman who has been patiently waiting there this entire time only to find two teenage men walk out while one puts his shirt on and the other flicks back on the light.
I've never seen anyone look so uncomfortable in my entire life.
I later told this story to my father and he suggested that I should have told her, "Lady, it's San Francisco. What do you expect?".