"Alright, explain yourself Mister."
"I'm still waking up, so you're gonna have to be a little more specific in your accusations."
"You said the Gatorade was an acceptable peace offering, and yet you didn't drink any of it. How passive aggressive are you?"
"Okay, okay, calm down. I can explain."
"That's what they all say."
"Look, I spend all day manning the camera. I don't get food breaks, water breaks or anything in between."
"Right, but--"
"Let me finish. I also don't get bathroom breaks. For twelve straight hours. Do you know what drinking a bottle of blue Gatorade would make me need to do?"
"Oh."
"I promise I'm not mad. But sadly, we're out of time."
It was time to start filming.
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RomanceClara Alderson was just an ordinary English major. She had some good friends, some bad grades and some wild memories. What she didn't have was more of a problem: money. Her parents had always warned her there were no jobs for English majors, and it...
