Kara Babcock

I read, write, code, and knit.

Spatial sense (get some)

Note: This post was written before I realized I was trans and/or before I came out online. As such, I might refer to myself as a man or use my deadname. Please read my name policy to understand how you should refer to me.

I'm helping out with the backstage portion of my school's production of The Outsiders. Today after school, we needed to paint a set of stairs grey as a piece of the set. The tech department had graciously attached a railing to the stairs (which are just white pieces of wood), and then deposited them on the stage. We planned to carry it into the drama room, which is relatively adjacent to the stage (separated only by a hallway) and paint in there. Easy, right?

Wrong. There's a ladder up to the lighting booth in between the stage proper and the door on stage right that leads to the hallway. As a result, the stairs were too wide to fit through either gap around the ladder, and we had to carry them down the steps at the front of the stage, across the entire length of the gym, into the main hallway, up another set of steps into the cafeteria, and then across the entire cafeteria to another set of doors.

This is where we encountered our biggest problem--apparently the stairs wouldn't fit through those doors either. We even tried to jam it through using brute force, but no such luck. We did, however, manage to get it wedged between the door and the pole that goes between the two double doors. :-/

We ended up having to remove the railing (without which the stairs were narrow enough to fit) and carry them into the drama room as two components. It was still quite an...interesting experience. But I'm quite tired now, especially after having walked home.

Oh, and happy birthday to my friend Neil, who's seventeen today! ^_^