After I posted the last blog and went to sleep, I got a sad call from Panini saying that the power mains in the street had burst into flames and there was no more power at the godsent house...
This morning a sleep-deprived Panini drove back to the location to make sure that the power was being fixed, and waited about an hour for replacement guys from Bangsar, because all the tenaga troops in Ampang were busy. After they finally got it all to work (leaky cover) she left for the office, dodging suddenly-everywhere tenaga troops in Melawati.
They had finally managed to get on a roll last night, but at about 4 the mini-tragedy struck, with about 20 of their 25 scenes for the day yet to be shot!!
While I doddled around in the office all day babysitting some construction workers, Panini battled to keep eyelids open and sanity intact while she went about quietly panicking and refusing to give in to the urge to die like the last leaf-impersonator in "A Bug's Life" - you know, up onto tips of toes, then keel over backwards, feet up in the air.
She said to me, "Bad luck comes in threes, so if we take the first location pulling out, then the construction next door, then the exploding power mains, we've come through the worst. BUT if one of the above doesn't qualify as bad luck, then we have one more piece of crap coming our way."
Then she looked at me as if to say, "So, do we count all three?"
Of course we count all three! What are we, nuts? I can't tell if she's being optimistic or pessimistic. Or fatalistic, just wanting more pathos. It's so typical of her and very amusing to me!
Very cutelah, to see her worried/naive concern.
Let's wish ourselves more luck for tonight. Or is that bad luck?