Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Calling "Hollywood".
I remember one of the first days I ever set foot on a sound stage. We were sending things up to the perms with a rope and the guy next to me was explaining how it's done.
"...and when it's all tied up and ready to go, yell 'Hollywood' and the guys up high will hoist it up," he finished with a nod.
I don't know why "Hollywood" is the universal call to start pulling something up, but I do know I thought it was pretty weird. Couldn't I just holler out "okay!" when it was safe for the guys up high to start pulling?
I remember feeling timid and kind of awkward whenever I had to call out "Hollywood" that day, saying it so softly that I wasn't sure the guys up high could even hear me. I found the whole ritual so odd that I guess I didn't want to draw attention to myself in case I was doing it wrong and/or the whole process was just a joke.
But somewhere along the line, something changed. Now, whenever I'm ground support for a team up high and something's ready to be hoisted up, I yell out "Hollywood!" loud and clear, as if hollering out such a thing was the most natural thing ever. I'll say with enough confidence now that the whole stage can hear me clearly and I don't even blink an eye at it. Sometimes, if I'm in a good mood, I'll even add my own flare to it. "Holly-wooooooooood," anyone?
It's weird. How did an act I once found so odd turn into second nature for me?
I made this revelation the other day when I was working the lift gate on our truck. I was calling out when the gate was about to go up or down and I was doing it without even realizing it. When I finally did, a faint smile reached my lips. Like calling out "Hollywood," there was a time when I was new to this world and I was shy about calling out the movement of the gate. Now I yell them out so automatically that I don't even know I'm doing it.
Now I'm wondering what else I used to do with trepidation but now tackle with swagger.*
* Answer: Probably everything. ;-)
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4 comments :
This happened to me too -- in each our own ways, we all walk the same path...
Mannequin reference ftw!
A unique word to cut the confusion (one more to add to the list). :)
In my foolish younger days when I was foolish, we had an install in the high rafters of a building, and no room for a man lift. As luck would have it, a member of the crew rock climbed for a hobby and gave us the basics as he did the high work. And he would not move unless the man on the rope yelled "Belay On".
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