A year full of smoke and (almost) no fire alarms!
When I edit my films and record the voice-over, I basically sit in a kind of rubber room to record the sound nice and rich. Of course, I often smoke cigars - after all, creative work without smoke is like a cigar evening without an ashtray.
The "rubber room". Evil contemporaries say: "Perfect, Vasilij, just right for you..." 🤔
So the smoke rises and stupidly... yes, you guessed it: there's a smoke alarm hanging from the ceiling that regularly reminds me that it exists. One day, there was a sudden, energetic knock on my office door. I opened it and there was a woman standing outside with a very worried look on her face.
"Are you all right?" she asked.
"Yes, I'm fine," I replied, slightly hazy from the last cigar.
Then she told me: "The CO2 alarm has gone off downstairs by the entrance - for your office!"
Well, what can I say? Creativity has its price, and for me it's sometimes a bit of a near-firefight. But don't worry - the smoke will still be rising in 2025, just perhaps a little more cleverly 😉.
I sincerely wish you the best of the best in the new year!
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Maybe you should give the smoke detector a name like "Sir Alarmalot" and use it as your personal feedback user. After all, he always gives feedback when things get too hot! 😂
Sir Smokalot
Giving the thing a name is a funny idea 😁