Man tends indeed to be talking to the beautiful past, the other day I was still thinking back to the glorious times of unemployment. I was in my toga on the sofa and ate grapes, also my unemployed neighbor Dieter was his turn to slave and waved to me with a stolen palm fronds air. In between, he had the wine from the Tetra Pack in the glass carafe and siphon me ravioli served in clay pot. At the beginning of the month, sometimes chicken, peacock, of course, would somehow have been Roman, but Murat Schlemmerstube "will not roast peacock. We had a great time that summer until I was a slave to time and Dieter was that I was his slave as clearly responsible for foot care tasks. Dieters who has ever seen feet, know this had to cause a stir. But the decadence number was slow anyway become boring and many of the wine had done us no good. Dieter and I went back to the present, went up the computer and checked our account balance. Now we knew why was Dieter's debit card has been recovered. We shared with our extras agency, that we would have been very busy lately, but now were back spare capacity. We drove to a nearby town and took turns in the pedestrian zone "Blowing in the Wind" and "Streets of London". We came so plus minus zero out. More like minus, because we were caught fare dodging on the way back when. Finally I got a job with extras "Forbidden Love ". In "Forbidden Love" is, as I had to find shocked, as opposed to "all that matters" no breakfast and lunch will cost something. For this, I bummed a cigarette from Thommy Ohrn, finally I had him then neatly pressed my fingers crossed that he gets back his laughter. When I was closing time, then I was laughing my stolen: No cash, bank transfer. I went black again by train and thought to be criminal. Or sleep through the rest of the month easy. Dieter had been donating blood and invited me to spaghetti Bolognese. The next day I went to donate blood, not a nice feeling of distress from 500 grams to to sell themselves. Dieter, I invited you to a hearty stew. Then the phone rang. Three days of shooting! For each of us! Educational television, super-production company, 70 € a day, full board. The next day we filled out our enthusiastic extras arc assured that we will not receive any state benefits, and contributed to professional "home" field. Then we got our costumes. And finally, the first statement: "Our colleagues slaves please go to the right!"
