My job today was a commercial starring a famous athlete who happens to have a HUGE ego. I have worked with this athlete many times before as he hawks footwear, sports drinks, sports gear, the usual athlete junk. Each time is the same M.O. We have to sign a confidentiality agreement and also agree not to ask for autographs or take pictures (even continuity pictures). I find this humorous, because A: He plays for a sport I am not interested in, and B: I have worked with far greater celebrities that have less TUDE.
The day begins by setting the shot with his double...who by the way was amazingly handsome and nice. (No set crushes on actors/talent). We had everything set and ready…. our famous athlete shows up 2 hours later than expected, causing the crew to break early for lunch.
Then as typical his handlers enter the stage about ½ hour before he does. When he finally comes on stage a hush envelops the crew. He’s here, look sharp, and get the shot. The director is not supposed to talk to our tude athlete but only converse through the handler…(TRUE!) So, you can imagine there is a bit of a delay when giving our amazing athlete any direction. This always makes me giggle with excitement when I point out some continuity flaw…I tell the director, the director tells Mr. Amazing’s handlers, the handlers tell Mr. Awesome. I smile.
So, today just because I was finding this totally amusing, and possibly because I have worked with Mr. Wonderful so many times before, my fear of him was gone…I walked right on to the stage and said, excuse me but I need to take a continuity photo. He grunted and I took the picture. The funny thing is I did not need a continuity picture nor was I supposed to take one.…… I did it because I wanted to break the no pictures rule. I don’t know why, maybe it was because I remembered the first time I worked with him he threw his sweaty wet towel on my chair!! On top of my script book!! (This cheeses scripty’s off) Maybe it was because he never addresses the crew…we don’t exist in his eyes, or maybe it’s because he has such an ego that I was hoping to piss him off by not following his rules.
In the end, production never said anything to me. They were more worried about the fact that Mr. Unbelievable’s limo had not shown up on time.
How about you…got an ego story you can share?