The Martini Shot

One of the most important things you learn in film school is that the name of the very last shot you do on set is the "Martini shot" because afterward everyone celebrates with a martini. After the martini shot, you know it's a wrap. (And then, months later, when you realize your movie is crap, you do reshoots. There are never martini shots in reshoots. Too depressing.)

Well this morning was my martini shot: the final exam for Global Strategy, due at the new extended time of 5pm. Some people finished it on Wednesday before the grad party, but I was otherwise occupied with movies and slideshows for the festivities and yesterday I was otherwise occupied with lying on my couch groaning after enjoying the open bar a bit too much between 1am and 2am. And then of course I had to play rugby. And then of course I had to go to the last BOW. So basically, I did the exam this morning. And now it's done! Finished by 2pm, uploaded it to the Global Campus and... that's it. That's a wrap. How anticlimactic.

Fortunately, tonight we're having a birthday party here for George. And just as I was finishing my paper he walked in with enough alcohol to kill the Russian Army. So I suppose I can have my martini after all!