I can't stand it when the other halves are on set. They get in the way, they do drugs in the bathroom, take up precious parking, attract the neighbors, they annoy the director, they ask stupid questions, they eat the food so that when talent is done the talent has NOTHING, they slow down the make-up artist, they have to do the whole kissy-facey thing before the scene, JESUS... I thought companies hired PROFESSIONALS not babies. I swear to God I had to pry the mitts off the fucking coke bottle from this supposedly nameless high fiving important dude who was trying to take it off set. Its for the talent I told him. Oh but there is only 1/4 left I am taking it home. No you aren't douchebag, there is no H2O left, we are nearly wrapped, and that is all they have to drink. That's all? Yes, and you are not taking it home. He wouldn't let go. Fucking tweaker.

Don't take your dog to set, leave the other half at home, bring your ID and test and play ball like a pro.

Its only sex people!