Dr.Phil Mugs
Hi Again
Two posts at once, like a bus, you wait for one for ages, then two turn up at once, or if you live in LA, you wait for a bus, and it just doesn't appear.
Essentially the last post was not the most exciting (I must confess I wouldn't read it) however, I would read this one as its more interesting I would suggest.
Before I start I just need to say that if you click HERE you will see photos of the stuff I talk about in the blog post below this one.
Ok, so this week I have been held up in bed because I have a cold. It was perhaps not the best idea therefore to get up at 5.50am to go and see Dr Phil again, however I had promised my good friend Gen (from Australia) that I would go with her, as her friend, also from Australia was in town, and apparently loved this sort of thing. I was also contacted by the audience department assuring me that I would receive a preferential seat should I attend. I had also entered into tense negotiation with an audience recruitment lady, who used a pink font in her e-mails. I didn't want to let her down, and you know I reasoned with myself, its for your degree and possibly your internship potential.
Anyhow, having got up, and re accounted the, perhaps inevitable story of 'how I used to get up at this time to work my deli', we arrived at the point where we were meant to get onto our connecting bus, the deceptively titled 'LA Dash' The concept of which was simple ( A bis based in LA that would dash you form one location to another in a short area, in a short space of time for a very low fair) The bus however took a very long time to arrive (their fault) and we caught it going in the wrong direction (Our fault). We then had to wait a very long while to get back to our starting point, to then walk to see Dr.Phil.
As was the procedure last time at Dr.Phil the audience allocation is a bit rubbish. Unlike last time however, I didn't have a VIP ticket, so it was a lot of effort to get a seat. Net result, we were there for an early taping, but were put back to a later taping. This meant that we were going to waiting about three hours or so with little nothing more than free coffee to keep us going.
A little known trick of the trade at Dr.Phil is the fact that no members of staff talk to one another, and that all members of staff believe they are in control. Once this is taken into account, bending the rules to suit your needs is easy. Waiting to go through the first security check in for example we smiled at a security guard for some free coffee. He invited us under the barrier to get some thereby totally undermining the need for a security scan at all.
According to 'the rules' that were oh so flouted on my first trip to Phil, one is not allowed to leave the parking lot, however as hunger set in, two of us went to get some food, whilst third member waited. We were allowed out because we nursed the ego of the security guard, and re entered using the same tactic. We bought a few burgers and the like. In fairness they did smell rather good, however everybody in the queue was also starving. What followed was a little bit like seagulls around a bag of chips, with EVERYBODY in about a 50m radius gravitating towards the food. everyone who walked past also gave the food an evil look. There were mutters of 'I thought we were not allowed to leave the parking lot', and one pensioner actually LUNGED at the burgers in what she later suggested was a joke....
(On the subject of 'the Rules', one of them is 'thou must not wear beige as its not good on camera'. There was a woman dressed in head to toe beige. As in She could not have been more beige if she had tried; beige trouser suit, bronze makeup, and cork shoes with fake beige leather surround. I would not have mattered so much if she were not an absolute arse annoyed that she was potentially not going to get the best seat available to her in the studio)
Anyhow, having seen Phil before I was none too excited about the prospect of what was to come. As we entered the studio however, the mood seemed a little different. The audience was pretty bouncy, and Gen's friend was almost crying in excitement, it was something fun to bounce off of. The first warm up man was received generally very well. This time Robyn came out BEFORE the Dr Phil mugs did. She was also positioned just behind us. Ill explain why this is important....
Essentially the lure of a free Dr Phil book if I screamed was not enough for me this time, as I already have one from last time, and it remains unread. A Dr Phil mug however I was keen about, so, despite the fact I had a cold I was screaming at the top of my lungs at the man running around giving them out. All three of us were screaming and waving our arms, due to the boisterous audience we had to this especially vigorously, to the point where it looked as if we were convulsing. The guy kept ignoring us, But Robyn didn't, eventually pulling the guy over, pointing us out and indicating that a mug should be given. Whereas last time I compared her to Cher, that day Robyn tuned into a very special figure, moving into the category of Davina, Oprah, or Margret, (depending on when it is you know me best from...) Upon receiving said mug we waved at Robyn, she waved back, we toasted her with out mug, and she toasted back (albeit with no mug)
Then Dr.Phil came out and the audience all went wild, as in Dr Phil had to pause for a moment to keep the fans from ruining is first line.
The show followed, and it was an especially good one. The first person one was rejected from American Idol, and she was upset, although no one way quite sure as to what the reason was. On one hand Paula Abdul was not there and she loved Paula. On the other hand apparently Simon Cowell was not nice to her. One the other hand apparently her small town had all been behind her, and she had let them down. On the other hand her mother drove her to the auditions, and did so by using up all her sick days, so then her mother had to do to work sick which sent her into yet more tears. I felt that a verbal slap would have worked, and indeed Dr.Phil must have heard because he told her to shut up wining and to get over yourself (in a nicer 'If you talk to me your gonna have to be honest' way of course).
The next people came on with the usual 'I want my daughter to be famous' type story. Nothing too exciting apart from the professional in the audience suggested that she save her money and put her child into counseling in such a genuinely harsh manner that I was like "thats a little un-nessecary" out loud. The man in front believed me to be Simon Cowell.....
The show went on, and Taylor Hicks came on to do a song or two. For those of you who don't know, and I appreciate that this will be most, if not all, Taylor Hicks won American Idol 5. Like Kelly Clarkson, only not as good, or as young. His band set up, and he did a song which sounded an awful lot like 'i'd do anything for love but I won't do that' by meatloaf, only with worse mixing (we couldn't hear the man) not that that seemed to matter much. The audience all loved him anyhow. (Indeed Dr Phil seemed to love him. Even when the cameras were not on he told Robyn that Taylor was 'a great guy'). Dr. Phil then went onto the set to thank him for the performance, but the audience were screaming for another song. Taylor didn't seem to respond all that well, but then Robyn started piping up rather loudly, and things started to happen. We were promised another song, or rather we were promised THE SAME song.
For a moment the audience changed from ' I love Taylor Hicks, I Love Dr Phil' to 'Well, we did wait over three hours in the parking lot, the LEAST he could do would be a different song'. Mutiny was averted however, when Taylor, realizing his mistake changed his mind and did a different song.
As the second song played, our possy turned to face Robyn to try and communicate that one mug into three simply wouldn't go. She realized, and assured us, through makeshift sign language that she would get us more mugs before the end of the show. Now, I know that, at the end of a show Robyn and Phil walk out arm in arm, never to return, and that she was not going to be able to leave to get our mugs. This meant that, when Robyn walked out with Phil at the end I called after Robyn 'Where's my mug?!' in such a way that she visibly twitched though her smile when leaving alngside her husband. (Unknown to me there was a happy ending in that Robyn had set someone out the back to aquire our extra mugs, presented to us after the show. So, all in all a rather good day. Below are one or two other little bits of the day that I cannot be bothered to integrate into the rest of the blog;
School in Arizona grew suspicious of a pupil. He was in year 7. .They thought he may be being abused. On closer inspection he was TWENTY NINE! They didn't realize. To cover for him, he had too unrelated paedophiles posing as his uncle, and as his grandfather. They all had sex together. Apparently in court the older men were 'visibly shocked' to learn the age of the man. They have been charged with attempted paedophilia, for, although they didn't have sex with a minor, they believed they were doing so, and thus INTENDED to have sex with a minor. The best line however came from the teacher who found out the whole thing 'We always treat adults on the premises with suspicion. Now, perhaps we need to do the same with the children.' Indeed so. Or perhaps just look at them and realize that they are NOT IN FACT CHILDREN
Hilary is running for Whitehouse hoorah! Interesting that she launch her campaign online. Sign of the times etc etc, and you can see all the fun HERE
I can assure you this is more fun than my other post....
Two posts at once, like a bus, you wait for one for ages, then two turn up at once, or if you live in LA, you wait for a bus, and it just doesn't appear.
Essentially the last post was not the most exciting (I must confess I wouldn't read it) however, I would read this one as its more interesting I would suggest.
Before I start I just need to say that if you click HERE you will see photos of the stuff I talk about in the blog post below this one.
Ok, so this week I have been held up in bed because I have a cold. It was perhaps not the best idea therefore to get up at 5.50am to go and see Dr Phil again, however I had promised my good friend Gen (from Australia) that I would go with her, as her friend, also from Australia was in town, and apparently loved this sort of thing. I was also contacted by the audience department assuring me that I would receive a preferential seat should I attend. I had also entered into tense negotiation with an audience recruitment lady, who used a pink font in her e-mails. I didn't want to let her down, and you know I reasoned with myself, its for your degree and possibly your internship potential.
Anyhow, having got up, and re accounted the, perhaps inevitable story of 'how I used to get up at this time to work my deli', we arrived at the point where we were meant to get onto our connecting bus, the deceptively titled 'LA Dash' The concept of which was simple ( A bis based in LA that would dash you form one location to another in a short area, in a short space of time for a very low fair) The bus however took a very long time to arrive (their fault) and we caught it going in the wrong direction (Our fault). We then had to wait a very long while to get back to our starting point, to then walk to see Dr.Phil.
As was the procedure last time at Dr.Phil the audience allocation is a bit rubbish. Unlike last time however, I didn't have a VIP ticket, so it was a lot of effort to get a seat. Net result, we were there for an early taping, but were put back to a later taping. This meant that we were going to waiting about three hours or so with little nothing more than free coffee to keep us going.
A little known trick of the trade at Dr.Phil is the fact that no members of staff talk to one another, and that all members of staff believe they are in control. Once this is taken into account, bending the rules to suit your needs is easy. Waiting to go through the first security check in for example we smiled at a security guard for some free coffee. He invited us under the barrier to get some thereby totally undermining the need for a security scan at all.
According to 'the rules' that were oh so flouted on my first trip to Phil, one is not allowed to leave the parking lot, however as hunger set in, two of us went to get some food, whilst third member waited. We were allowed out because we nursed the ego of the security guard, and re entered using the same tactic. We bought a few burgers and the like. In fairness they did smell rather good, however everybody in the queue was also starving. What followed was a little bit like seagulls around a bag of chips, with EVERYBODY in about a 50m radius gravitating towards the food. everyone who walked past also gave the food an evil look. There were mutters of 'I thought we were not allowed to leave the parking lot', and one pensioner actually LUNGED at the burgers in what she later suggested was a joke....
(On the subject of 'the Rules', one of them is 'thou must not wear beige as its not good on camera'. There was a woman dressed in head to toe beige. As in She could not have been more beige if she had tried; beige trouser suit, bronze makeup, and cork shoes with fake beige leather surround. I would not have mattered so much if she were not an absolute arse annoyed that she was potentially not going to get the best seat available to her in the studio)
Anyhow, having seen Phil before I was none too excited about the prospect of what was to come. As we entered the studio however, the mood seemed a little different. The audience was pretty bouncy, and Gen's friend was almost crying in excitement, it was something fun to bounce off of. The first warm up man was received generally very well. This time Robyn came out BEFORE the Dr Phil mugs did. She was also positioned just behind us. Ill explain why this is important....
Essentially the lure of a free Dr Phil book if I screamed was not enough for me this time, as I already have one from last time, and it remains unread. A Dr Phil mug however I was keen about, so, despite the fact I had a cold I was screaming at the top of my lungs at the man running around giving them out. All three of us were screaming and waving our arms, due to the boisterous audience we had to this especially vigorously, to the point where it looked as if we were convulsing. The guy kept ignoring us, But Robyn didn't, eventually pulling the guy over, pointing us out and indicating that a mug should be given. Whereas last time I compared her to Cher, that day Robyn tuned into a very special figure, moving into the category of Davina, Oprah, or Margret, (depending on when it is you know me best from...) Upon receiving said mug we waved at Robyn, she waved back, we toasted her with out mug, and she toasted back (albeit with no mug)
Then Dr.Phil came out and the audience all went wild, as in Dr Phil had to pause for a moment to keep the fans from ruining is first line.
The show followed, and it was an especially good one. The first person one was rejected from American Idol, and she was upset, although no one way quite sure as to what the reason was. On one hand Paula Abdul was not there and she loved Paula. On the other hand apparently Simon Cowell was not nice to her. One the other hand apparently her small town had all been behind her, and she had let them down. On the other hand her mother drove her to the auditions, and did so by using up all her sick days, so then her mother had to do to work sick which sent her into yet more tears. I felt that a verbal slap would have worked, and indeed Dr.Phil must have heard because he told her to shut up wining and to get over yourself (in a nicer 'If you talk to me your gonna have to be honest' way of course).
The next people came on with the usual 'I want my daughter to be famous' type story. Nothing too exciting apart from the professional in the audience suggested that she save her money and put her child into counseling in such a genuinely harsh manner that I was like "thats a little un-nessecary" out loud. The man in front believed me to be Simon Cowell.....
The show went on, and Taylor Hicks came on to do a song or two. For those of you who don't know, and I appreciate that this will be most, if not all, Taylor Hicks won American Idol 5. Like Kelly Clarkson, only not as good, or as young. His band set up, and he did a song which sounded an awful lot like 'i'd do anything for love but I won't do that' by meatloaf, only with worse mixing (we couldn't hear the man) not that that seemed to matter much. The audience all loved him anyhow. (Indeed Dr Phil seemed to love him. Even when the cameras were not on he told Robyn that Taylor was 'a great guy'). Dr. Phil then went onto the set to thank him for the performance, but the audience were screaming for another song. Taylor didn't seem to respond all that well, but then Robyn started piping up rather loudly, and things started to happen. We were promised another song, or rather we were promised THE SAME song.
For a moment the audience changed from ' I love Taylor Hicks, I Love Dr Phil' to 'Well, we did wait over three hours in the parking lot, the LEAST he could do would be a different song'. Mutiny was averted however, when Taylor, realizing his mistake changed his mind and did a different song.
As the second song played, our possy turned to face Robyn to try and communicate that one mug into three simply wouldn't go. She realized, and assured us, through makeshift sign language that she would get us more mugs before the end of the show. Now, I know that, at the end of a show Robyn and Phil walk out arm in arm, never to return, and that she was not going to be able to leave to get our mugs. This meant that, when Robyn walked out with Phil at the end I called after Robyn 'Where's my mug?!' in such a way that she visibly twitched though her smile when leaving alngside her husband. (Unknown to me there was a happy ending in that Robyn had set someone out the back to aquire our extra mugs, presented to us after the show. So, all in all a rather good day. Below are one or two other little bits of the day that I cannot be bothered to integrate into the rest of the blog;
- We all got a free copy of Taylor Hick's new album when leaving the studio
- It had a hole in one corner of the cd package, so we couldn't return it to a record store for cash
- Phil messed up a peice to camera, apparently 'the firs time in over 5 years of Dr Phil'. I doubt it
- I waved at Taylor when he was setting up. He waved back, everyone else thought he was waving at them and so waved back and started screaming.
- Over 60 million people voted for Talor Hicks. That more than the population of Britain. of course it could well have been just 10 people on redial....
School in Arizona grew suspicious of a pupil. He was in year 7. .They thought he may be being abused. On closer inspection he was TWENTY NINE! They didn't realize. To cover for him, he had too unrelated paedophiles posing as his uncle, and as his grandfather. They all had sex together. Apparently in court the older men were 'visibly shocked' to learn the age of the man. They have been charged with attempted paedophilia, for, although they didn't have sex with a minor, they believed they were doing so, and thus INTENDED to have sex with a minor. The best line however came from the teacher who found out the whole thing 'We always treat adults on the premises with suspicion. Now, perhaps we need to do the same with the children.' Indeed so. Or perhaps just look at them and realize that they are NOT IN FACT CHILDREN
Hilary is running for Whitehouse hoorah! Interesting that she launch her campaign online. Sign of the times etc etc, and you can see all the fun HERE
I can assure you this is more fun than my other post....
posted by David @ 1:20 AM
1 Comments:
At 1:54 PM ,
Unknown said...
hey, having read both of your most recent posts i have to say you're wrong and the first one you wrote was much more exciting so nuh.
:-p. how are you doing mr david, haven't talked to you in *ages*. i hope you are well and over your cold. bit confused about the 29 year old in 7th grade (or year 7...)... why was he still at school... and how young did he look??? sounds like you're having an amazing time. anyway, i must away to bed as i have to be up early in the morning.
V x
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