Day 16

Today is February the 19th and also the 16th day in a row that i have been working for the Olympic Mainstage.
I am enjoying being a part of the whole celebration, but i must say i am beginning to be over it. In fact i am a bit of a broken man at the moment. My reoccurring and nagging back injury has flared up again and i am in some serious pain. To say thank you to my fellow crew members would not be enough. THey have really helped me out these past few days and continue to be of great assistance. IN fact today they made me a stick that i am using to assist in mobility. It really is annoying this injury i have and must get properly diagnosed before it ends up crippling me.
I am getting the overall feeling that most people in production down here who are working as many hours as I am are also over the whole thing. It doesnt help to hear all the negative press and nit picking the reporters are writing on in regards to the games and my city of Vancouver.
The weather may not be cooperating on the mountains for the various events, but i must say this has been the most beautiful February that comes to mind in recent memory. Down here in Yaletown for our concert stage the sun has been shining brightly all day long keeping spirits up and somewhat jovial. Honestly if it was raining everyday i would have probably called it quits by now...okay maybe not.
Yesterday, day 15 we finally even got a heater on my side of the stage. With the clear skies and beautiful days comes cold evenings and nights on stage left. No more though as we created the axis of heaters and now monitor world is a hot spot and hot attraction. Its amazing how many people hang out in your area of the stage when its warm, clean, and friendly! I have an open door policy over here so come on over, warm up, and leave a donation on your way out! ha.
The security line ups for staff have been nonexsistant since the first couple of days. In fact i dont think they really care at all anymore..ha! Like i said, i get the feeling that everyone is fastly approaching their breaking point with this whole thing. As much as i love all styles of music, artists, and the consistant work. My "give a fuck" meter is all but turned off. I still take care of everyone that hits this stage and nobody goes home unhappy.