That's a wrap.

Company Wide Email:

Hey everyone,

Someone is in possession of our clapper board (slate). Attached is an
image. If you have this please return it to the studio
immediately as it is needed for a shoot this morning. Thank you.

JF

the clapper

I mean...The object in question, pictured above, is The Clapper. An official director's tool. Not sure why anyone would think to take such a thing. We cubies are lowly and homely; never to be mistaken for actual talent. So the cubie who hoarded the scene-taker must have been a worthy candidate [who spent four years in LA, no doubt]. Made for greater things, no doubt. Which is why our manager decided to shove it down her throat and mock her with The Clapper, no doubt.

And left it there to haunt her.

Somehow. When the manager booted the "Scene-Taker-Star" on Wednesday afternoon, and then packed her shit for her on Thursday. Did he forget that he boxed the very clapper that he pranked her with? Yeah I'd toss that in the river. Go fish, Elvis.

This is why we can't have nice things.