About 3 weeks ago, my wife Caroline gets a phone call from France. It’s about a TV show (my wife is a singer/bass player in a popular band in Europe) and they want to do a small documentary about her life here in San Francisco. The funny thing is they also want to interview me (really???)… That sounds fun right ? So i said ok and booked the 2 days they told me for their video shoot.
Few days later I get a phone call from a video production company based in NYC. I worked for them back when we lived in Boston and they do a lot of French TV work here in the US. They want to hire me for a job in SF but the dates won’t work for me, I already accepted to do that interview few days before. So I recommend a good friend of mine for the job, a very good DP.
Sure enough, the day of the shoot for the documentary, the friend I just recommended rings the bell that morning… I go downstairs and ask him ” what are you doing here ?” – “Well i’m here for a video shoot” so we laugh about how small the world can be…