I took the weekend off. Sometimes, when you have out of town friends around for 48 hours, it's ok to take a break from your job. Only if it's unpaid, though. If you're getting paid, then your life is at its mercy. It was so nice to have my friends around. It's so frustrating that some of them live so far away. Like in other countries.
We had a night shoot yesterday, and I did something pretty stupid. We needed more ice, and I volunteered to go down to the gas station two blocks away and get some. Now, keep in mind that for the first two weeks of filming, girls weren't allowed to sit security to the entrance of our set with everyone there behind a fence during daylight. And I just half volunteered half was asked to go down to a gas station at 1 AM by myself in downtown Detroit.
As soon as I got in line to pay for the ice, these two men walked in after me, and one stood on one side of me and one of the other, and they started talking, same time, nonstop. You know, "What's your name, girl?" "You're so pretty" "Give me your number, I'll call you sometime" "You got a boyfriend?" This is actually pretty overwhelming when it's coming at you in stereo while you're trying to do something else. I even got, as I was walking away, "We could start a family!" Which would have been kinda funny, if I hadn't been so creeped out. I came back to location, closed that barbed wire fence behind me, and nearly ran upstairs to hang out with the G&E boys. Because basically they're the most bad ass crew members.
I don't scare easy and I'm pretty good at giving the F-off look, but never, in my life, anywhere I've traveled, no matter what area I've been in, never have I been approached like that. And as much as I hate hearing that I can't do something because I'm a girl, sometimes it's legitimate.