When the furlough first happened, the federal employees seemed a little scared but also pretty excited. Buzzfeed posted an article entitled D.C. Is Just As Drunk As You Think It Is. Well, no joke; we were. I had the fortune of ending up at a bar on the first day of the furlough. At 2 p.m. on a Tuesday, I was with a fellow actor. We had just finished performing for a class across the street, a gig which we did not get paid for, and decided to do what starving artists do best and lament our plight over a glass of beer. We were promptly bombarded by drunk employees from the EPA, one of whom insisted I buy him a shot because, poor him, he was furloughed. He’s a mitigator, and boo hoo, he’ll be getting his paycheck late this month. Ha! After explaining to him that furlough or no, he still makes four times as much money as me on any given day, he ended up buying the shots instead. Ah, the good-hearted folk from the EPA. Cheers, sir, for your good work for the world and the kindness you’ve showed me.
Silly as the first few days were, the drinking and fun times were quickly lost as the second week hit. People got bored, and they got scared. Purse strings began to tighten. Continue reading »