All productions have had booboos. If I haven’t repeatedly talked about the chaos in directing an event, well…there’s not much more I ccan say, it’s the reality of it. Speaking of booboos, I ran into mine last night. It’s nothing majorly embarassing but it’s definitely a story for the books.
In my years of hosting, I’m used to getting calls from random people at random times in the day (and wee hours), and sometimes with random requests. I would just qualify it normally with the price, length and the concept. Anything that violates my principles as a person and a professional, I would likely turn down.
So the story goes…
I was contacted by an event director who I’ve worked with before. She got me once as a host to my biggest crowd ever (1000 or more at Araneta Colesium) and have tested my hosting chops then, she’d also call me in sometimes for a voice-over job and most times I wouldn’t be able to do it to balance my day job with hosting which at the moment is still a weekend thing. Normally she’d ask me if I were free on the date to book me and gove me details later. Having to jug my weekday meetings and gig on the weekend, I totally forgot to ask the full details on her booking: when, where, what and how. So I shot a text asap and got the date, time and venue. After which I remembered to ask the attire. She said to come in business casual when I knew the venue was a big hotel. So I thought, maybe it’s a laid-back gig. So I assumed I’ll ne hosting guests at the hotel or something. Then I asked the titel of the show. It was for a major consumer children’s milk brand add guests were doctors, midwives and nurses. So I thought, what the heck…
The next day, I thought I’d dress up nice anyway since I had meetings that day. If I overdress, then I wouldn’t mind standing out because I will be on stage. So I suited up in the most casual way.
When I got called in at 3pm, I checked out the venue. It was big, it was cool and was not short of amazing. The director was busy with last minute rehearsals of the lights and sounds production so I patiently situated myself near the techbooth and waived to the team to let them know I’ve arrived. A few minutes after, one of the team approached me with a thick stack of stapled bond paper. I smiled back and read through it. It showed a lot of “AOB” and long speaking lines. While I tried to figure out which one my part was, I saw somewhere towards the half of the script saying “introduce host – Mr. Piolo Pascual”… And right on queue, someone handed me the mic…a wired one.
My brain hanged like pentium 4 on Windows 8. I wasn’t the host afterall.
So to cut the long story short, my lesson learned is to always ask questions when you are not sure. Never assume anything. As a professional Emcee, you have to be assertive. Even if you already are sure, it doesn’t hurt to reiterate.