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Posted by nobody special on 10/05/87 11:43
Reminds me of the (possibly apocryphal, but sounds truthy) story of the
Hollwood mogul's P.A. son, who was clueless about the business and only
got the job thru nepotism. They are shooting a commercial on a beach
in Florida, and the DP says he needs more sandbags to keep the
reflector boards and their stands from blowing over. So the kid calls
the studio back on the West Coast and orders up a pallet of filled
sandbags delivered air freight express to the Florida Beach location.
Supposedly even his DNA could not save him after the boss found out.
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