Monthly Archives: July 2010

Money Can’t Buy Happiness

…but it can buy not-unhappiness.  (I’m paraphrasing Adam Carolla, here.)  (Yes, really.)  (No, I’m not some kind of misogynist.  I just think he’s funny, okay?)  (Shut up.)

Anyway.

There are rich people who are sad.  There are poor people who are happy.  To a large degree, our ability to put up with things (or not) is innate.  Winning the lottery tomorrow isn’t going to make you a happy person.

Unfortunately, the opposite is not true; not having money can ruin your day. Suppose you’re a little confused about street parking…

All it needs is one of those temporary tow-away signs they put up for productions.

Wait, what?

It happens to everybody. Tickets in Los Angeles can cost upwards of a hundred dollars. Or, as I like to call it, more money than I’m going to make today.

20% of my week, gone.  Not going to be able to go out for dinner this weekend.  Can’t surprise my wife with some flowers, or by myself a new video game.  The car’s gonna have to go dirty for another week.  Hell, I can’t even afford to buy a ticket for the movie I’m working on.

Now, I realize you’d have to be pretty rich to shrug off $100 for no good reason.  For someone like my boss, it would be an inconvenience. But she’d pay the ticket and move on with her life.  Even that small increase in pay means the difference between mild annoyance and ruining your entire week.

I read on a friend’s blog recently, “Anything that can be fixed with money isn’t really a problem.” In one sense, that’s true. Figuring out how to get your heroine out of that brothel by the end of the third act requires real, creative brain power.  Not parking in the loading zone just requires the ability to recognize the color yellow.

But it’s not just parking.  Inane issues like this come up all the time when you’re poor. Do I get the large popcorn, or the small? Should I circle the block one more time, or just pay the valet?  Do I really need a new cell phone?  I hate having to think about nonsense like that.

On the other hand, you know what Biggie say–

Quit Whining

After reading the previous post, my wife slapped me across the email, and wrote, “Try doing my job for just one day, then you can tell me how difficult your job is.”

I suppose it is better than pushing crates on a dock for a living.

Maybe I Should Quit

Here’s how I tell if someone is smarter than me– when they tell me something, I think to myself, “That makes perfect sense, and I never would have thought of it.”

Case in point:

I suspect a lot of people aren’t sure what’s the top idea in their mind at any given time. I’m often mistaken about it. I tend to think it’s the idea I’d want to be the top one, rather than the one that is. But it’s easy to figure this out: just take a shower. What topic do your thoughts keep returning to? If it’s not what you want to be thinking about, you may want to change something.

That’s Paul Graham, in his recent essay, “The Top Idea in Your Mind.”

Another part of his essay stuck out to me:

I’ve found there are two types of thoughts especially worth avoiding… thoughts about money. Getting money is almost by definition an attention sink. The other is disputes. These too are engaging in the wrong way: they have the same velcro-like shape as genuinely interesting ideas, but without the substance. So avoid disputes if you want to get real work done.

Interesting, but what really caught my eye is the footnote to that paragraph–

Corollary: Avoid becoming an administrator, or your job will consist of dealing with money and disputes.

Then it hit me. This is what I do every day.

I mean, I don’t deal with budgets, it’s true.  But I’m always aware of the kind of money I’m spending.  As a general rule, when the boss asks for a price on something, you need to find three or four options at different rates.

Now, it is not a PA’s job to handle disputes. When someone starts arguing with you about some directive handed down from on high, it’s perfectly reasonable to pass the buck on to your boss. It’s one of the few advantages to being on the bottom.

But there are other, unofficial disputes that one engages in every day.  And, me being me, I always have this silly idea that I’m right, and others need to know it.

What do you want me to do?  LEAVE? Then they'll keep being wrong!

As usual, XKCD has a comic that perfectly encapsulates my feelings.

I spend many a shower grousing over perceived slights, seething about the jerks I work with, and making a list of things I’ll change when I’m in charge.

This is not the best way to be spending my mental energy. I should be thinking about one of the scripts I’m writing, or the short I’m filming, or the blog I’m writing.

Now, part of the problem is my own attitude, and that’s something I’ll have to deal with.  But part of the problem is that I deal with stupid shit eight to twelve hours a day.  Of course I think about the job when I’m in the shower.  Hell, sometimes I dream about filing paperwork.

This is why I don’t want to be an AD or coordinator.  Administration, in the sense that Graham is writing, will consume my life, and I’ll lose any ability to be creative.

After reading this essay, it makes me wonder if I should quit altogether, and focus on writing full time.  Sure, everyone has to deal with stupid bullshit in their life, but production assistants get it worse than most.

I always saw the job as a stepping stone to better things.  Something to be tolerated until I got promoted.  ”The Top Idea in Your Mind” has got me thinking that maybe this job is actually counter-productive.  I’m wasting my brain on a job that a monkey could do.

Maybe I should let them find another monkey.

What to Wear to an Interview

Patrick asks a question I’ve touched on before, but I think bears some detailed answering:

What should I wear to an interview for a P.A. job? Should I dress formally?

My dad used to tell me I should dress one level higher than the guy I’m interviewing with.  If he’s wearing shorts, I should wear pants; if he’s wearing a button-up shirt, I should wear a tie. I suppose if the interviewer is wearing a suit, I should put on my spats and top hat.

I do keep a cane handy, just in case.

And grow a ridiculous mustache.

Then again, my dad never worked in Hollywood. This is a casual town. Other than Alfred Hitchcock and Ari Gold, nobody wears suits. If you come in for a PA job in even a tie, people are going to assume you’ve never seen a PA work.

On a normal day, production assistants wear jeans (or shorts) and a t-shirt.  Office PAs may wear polo shirts, just because they’re not likely to get dirty, but it doesn’t get much fancier than that.

But don’t go to comfortable, either. A grease-stained tank top, sweat pants, and flip-flops aren’t going impress anybody, no matter how casual the environment.

Girls probably have a little bit more wiggle room.  A skirt or slacks, whichever’s comfortable, but wear close-toed shoes if you want people to know you actually came work, and not just look pretty answering a phone.  (A perfectly valid career choice, if you’re okay with it.)

And, of course, take my advice with a grain of salt; as a straight, white male, my opinion on women’s fashion doesn’t count for much.

You should be clean shaven– face for guys (or at least a well-trimmed beard), legs for ladies.  And you should probably smell like you’ve bathed at least once in the last few days.

All of that being said, the sentiment behind my dad’s advice is still true– you should present yourself in the best possible light.  You’ll get dirty and sweaty and gross as a PA. Some days, you’ll skip the shower and forget to shave.  You’ll put your shirt on backwards and your socks won’t match.  You’ll be wearing the same pants you had on yesterday, when you offered the scripty a ride home, then woke up on her couch this morning with only the vaguest, booze-fogged recollection of what happened last night.

But all that happens after you have the job.  Your interview should be the best you ever look on the job.

Last Week to Vote

Okay, one more time.  Please vote for my friend’s short, Asleep with the Angels, on OpenFilm.com.  82 of you have clicked on the link, but the leader has 643 votes!  I get more readers than that on an average day.

Asleep is in 20th place, which is clearly not right. It’s a damn good movie. It’s exciting, it’s sexy, it’s professionally made, the lighting is great (in part thanks to a certain anonymous blogger you may know). By any fair comparison, it should be in the top five.

For those of you who might be confused about how to vote, here it is:

  1. Go to http://www.openfilm.com/videos/asleep_with_the_angels/
  2. In the bottom, left corner of the video window are five stars.
  3. Click the fifth star, turning them all yellow.
  4. If you’re already a member of OpenFilm.com, you’re done.
  5. Otherwise, click the “Join Now” link on the window that pops up.
  6. Follow those instructions, then return to http://www.openfilm.com/videos/asleep_with_the_angels/, to make sure your vote counted.

That’s it!  It’ll only take two minutes.  I give you free entertainment and career advice every day.  This is the only thing I’ve ever asked you for.  Please vote.

We Don’t Need No Education

Seriously, I don't get this movie.

Plastics.

Commenting on yesterday’s post, Tom asked:

Correct me if I am wrong but… Nobody cares if you have a college degree in the industry anyway.

You are not wrong.

Being a filmmaker, from the biggest producer to the lowliest PA, is not like being a doctor or engineer.  If we screw up, nobody dies.  You’ll just end up with a bad movie or TV show.

Because of this, there’s no need for a film board or cinematic bar association that certifies you as a filmmaker.  Film schools are basically large versions of PA Bootcamp [sic].  They take your money and you might learn something, but their true value has yet to be demonstrated.

Don’t get me wrong.  You might be able to advance your career with connections made at film school.  (Just this weekend, I met a few producers and directors at a networking event sponsored by my alma mater.)

But lacking that fancy degree won’t hurt you. I’ve never had anyone ask to see my diploma from the big, fancy film school I graduated from.  Besides, I know plenty of Industry people who have degrees ranging from physics to economics.

And though it may be cliché, it is nonetheless true– experience is the best teacher.

If you don’t have a film degree, don’t worry about it.  Hard work and a little luck is all you need.  If you do, congratulations!  Now, get me my coffee.

Use What Ya Got

Edward writes:

Recently, a new member of my family offered to introduce me to some people and help me get a job as a PA in L.A.  (She works as a marketing executive for a major network.)

Now, this sounds wonderful to me, but there are plenty of factors that make me think this must be some kind of mistake: I am from the East Coast, I don’t have a college degree, and I have no experience in the entertainment industry besides community theater (if you want to count that).

When I voice these doubts to her (trying not sound unappreciative, mind you, but with a healthy dose of skepticism), she offered to give me a place to stay and get me in contact with a friend of hers from HR that could help me take classes part-time while working.

(She also set me up with the PA Bootcamp to address the experience issue, but after reading their posts on Indeed.com and the comments on your own blog, this did little to assuage my fears.)

So my question is this: does nepotism really work this way, or am I setting myself up for a big let down after a big move? I know she hasn’t exactly guaranteed me anything, but can people even pull favors across departments?

Yup, that’s pretty much how it works.  Count yourself lucky.

See, just because she’s in marketing now, that doesn’t mean that’s all she’s ever done.  Maybe she used to be a production coordinator, or a costumer, or a set designer.  She could have all kinds of connections you wouldn’t know about from her job title.

Then again, she might only know the people in cubicles next to hers.  But I’m assuming she wouldn’t offer to put you up if she didn’t think she could get you a paying job sometime soon.  This sounds to me like you landed a pretty sweet opportunity.

So here’s the most important part– don’t squander it.  Your sister-in-law (I’m guessing) might get you a job, but she can’t help you keep it.

Remember, “I’m a new PA” is an excuse that works for about the first half of your first day.  After that, you’ll get by only on your own ingenuity and hard work.

Business Cards

Jake writes:

You mentioned business cards in your latest post, ”I made a few connections, had nice conversations, exchanged business cards (I carry one purporting to be a writer; there’s no need for a PA to have a business card).”

Back in October, an AD told me to get business cards stat, in order to look more professional and make a longer lasting impression on whoever I dole them out to.

I am primarily a PA, but I sometimes do 2nd AD work or assistant coordinating, or am given those titles in lieu of a decent day rate. Should I just put the blanket term “Production” under my name to account for my varied jobs, plus my dream to someday be a union POC? This trivial matter has lingered in my head for months, and I don’t want to print a card that seems presumptuous or casts a negative, douche baggy impression.

I feel like printing business cards is a way of saying, “I’m going to be in this position for a while.”  No PA wants that.

I do know people that have business cards with just their name and number, but that tends to come across as egotistical, like you think you’re Danny Ocean or something.

Listing off a bunch of titles just seems dumb.  The card (and by extension, you) will look cluttered and clumsy.

One of my friends has a card that reads, “Freelance office production,” which covers most of your positions, except the AD stuff.  It might behoove you to get two sets, one saying “AD,” and the other “production,” depending on the situation and target audience.

Maybe some of my more experienced readers can offer advice in the comments section?

But seriously, I wouldn’t stress too much about it.  It’s just a card.

I Love Movies, Too

Sorry for the lack of postage, today.  I had a networking thing this weekend, and I spent most of my free time crafting follow up messages.

I did manage to listen to this week’s Doug Loves Movies.  For those of you unfamiliar with Doug Benson, he does a (mostly) weekly podcast where he invites comedians to talk about movies.  It’s usually pretty funny, and occasionally insightful.

The latter half of every podcast is devoted to the Leonard Maltin game.  Basically, the player have to guess the title of a film, based on the names listed in Leonard Maltion’s movie guide.  They take bets on who can name it in the least number of actors, starting at the bottom (least known) of the list.

I was quite proud of myself when I named all three movies this week in 0 names.  A trivia king am I.

Real post tomorrow, promise.

Following Up on a Social Contact

Ravenna writes:

Recently my friend had a party and I started talking to her upstairs neighbor, who is a script supervisor on a great show. We got on really well and I am pretty sure she said they were “always looking for good people” to work on her show.

Now, since I have zero experience I’m assuming we were talking PA job. I should probably mention that I was drunk, not so drunk that I can’t remember what happened, but drunk enough that I can’t remember the details of her offer.

I remember going to bed that night and being genuinely excited. But now, more than a week later, I’m second guessing my drunken memory. Was she just being nice? Does she have any power to get me hired on the show? Should I send her my resume? If so, to her home (since it was a casual encounter) or should I be more professional and send it to her at work?

Well, the script supervisor is a department of one.  She almost certainly was not actually offering you a job.  But, she probably knows people who can offer you a job, and can get you in touch with them.

But don’t get your hopes up– people don’t always really know what’s going on in other departments.  It may appear to her that there’s a high turnover in the art department, but maybe all those new faces are interns.  Maybe the production office is cutting back from three PAs to two, so the one guy who was fired isn’t going to be replaced.  Stuff like that.

That being said, by all means, contact her.  Do not just send her your resume.  If she gave you her card, call her or email her.  Barring that, ask your friend to knock on her neighbor’s door on your behalf (assuming she knows her neighbor well enough).

In any case, send her a quick note or have a quick chat, amounting to, “Hey, we met at Friend’s party last week.  You said Awesome Show might be looking for good people.  Could I give you my resume?”

One last bit of advice (which is really too late to give to you, but I’m writing it here for my other readers): while three hours is too soon, a week is a little slow for a follow up.  She was probably just as drunk as you, and may not recall the conversation with quite your zeal (after all, no one offered her a job).

It’s not too late, yet, but I wouldn’t wait any longer.