Having put my toe in the water of "Supporting Artist" (never quite sure whether it should have an e on the end or not), I got a call to be part of a certain detective series for two days. I turned up at this very wet & muddy place somewhere near Broadgate From a very muddy place we were transported to offices to play office workers. Having been pampered for my first two roles, I was suddenly told to sit in this cold & draughty bus. Everybody was eating so I ambled across to where the breakfast was being doled out. I wasn't quite brave enough to stand on the steps of the van to order breakfast - after all, I didn't know what I could have or couldn't have and what if I ordered the wrong thing - if I didn't like it I didn't know where to dispose of it - AAARGH! I opted for the nice and safe fruit salad and a coffee. Of course, I pretended that I knew exactly what was going on. I began talking to a lovely man and his wife who proceeded to take me under their wing(s) for which I will be eternally grateful for. We were 'travelled' to location (no I have no idea why they use that word either but they all do) .This was to be my first time experiencing the "A.D". I think ours was number 3A.D but by the way he acted I believe he thought he was in charge of everything....For the majority of the morning we ran from desks, screaming as a maniac came towards us wielding a gun full of acid. Shoes were flying in all directions, people were disappearing under desks, some were knocked to the floor - and some were stood at the sidelines not being used. We had coffee (I nearly offered to get the main actor a coffee and had to be restrained - well, I didn't know who he was with his ipod firmly glued to his ears, I thought he was one of us.) It was then that things took a turn for the worse. The A.D decided that my time for fun had come to an end. At first he did this by standing just a few inches away from me, whilst choosing people to be on set, and totally ignoring me. In the end I gave up and went and sat by a window and got out a script I needed to learn. Nope, that was wrong as well. He assumed I was sleeping on set! I got told off for that and he didn't want to listen to anything I said. After lunch we were told to go to the right if you'd eaten, left if not. I suddenly felt this hot breath on my neck "And where do you think you're going? " I explained that I'd eaten and was standing on the right. Well, this just seemed to anger him even more! In the end he became so petty that he would actually whisper to people to be on set just so that I would miss my cue. I believe to this day, that he honestly thought I was someone else that had maybe upset him in the past but thats one person that I hope I never bump into again!!