Intro:
Let me introduce myself. My name is Jackson T. Lee, an 18-year-old who just graduated high school and working at a major Hollywood studio as a production assistant intern for the summer. My parents both work in middle management at the studio and they hooked me up with this internship.
Some of my responsibilities include calling cast members and letting them know their shooting schedules for the week, delivering updated scripts, taking notes at various production meetings, and basically whatever the production manager wants me to do.
Chapter 3:
It's been an incredible few weeks since I've started my internship. I've learned a lot at my job, most people I've met at work have been very friendly and helpful, and the pay is pretty good. Oh, and I've also fucked Gal Gadot, Scarlett Johansson, and Elizabeth Olsen. Yea, so life is good. Today I'm having lunch with my mother Gina, who works in middle management and has been in the industry for 20 years. When I spoke with her on the phone this morning, she said that her friend would be joining us for lunch, but she didn't mention who it would be.
At noon I arrived at the Italian restaurant where our lunch date is. I see my mother at one of the tables in the back of the restaurant and walked over there to meet her. I gave her a big hug and said, "hey mom, how are you?"
"Hi hun!" My mom greeted me and gave me a peck on the cheek. She then turned my attention to her friend and introduced her to me, "Jackson, this is my friend Anne. She's a good friend and we've known each other for many years."
I didn't recognize her at first because she was wearing a hat and big sunglasses, but my mom's friend is the beautiful Anne Hathaway. I extended my hand and introduced myself, "Hi Anne, I'm Gina's son Jackson. It's very nice to meet you. Big fan of your work."
"Aww thanks Jackson." Anne replied, "Gina has told me so much about you."
We then sat down and engaged in some casual conversations. My mom and Anne met on the set of The Princess Diaries back in 2001. She was working in wardrobe and she got to spend a lot of time with Anne. The two hit it off and have remained good friends all these years. Anne is 35 and my mom is 42. So they sort of have an older sister-younger sister type relationship. During lunch, we mostly talked about work and family. Anne was very nice and gave me a lot of good advice on how to succeed in Hollywood. After lunch, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
Later that week, it was Friday night and I've just returned to my apartment from work. My phone rings and I see that it was my mom calling. "Hey mom, what's up?", I answered the phone.
My mom replied on the other line, "Hey hun. Listen, you remember my friend Anne the other day? Her assistant came down with the flu and she needs someone to help her do a bunch of stuff tomorrow. I know it's very last minute, but do you think you can help her out? She said she will pay for your time."
"Hell no mom!" I said in a disgruntled voice. "I just worked a 50-hour week and I want to relax this weekend. I'm sure an A-list celebrity like her will have no trouble finding someone else!"
"She said she'll pay you $100 an hour", my mom quickly replied.
"What?!? That's like 5 times what I make now!" I said in shock.
"So...can I take that as a yes?" My mom said cheekily.
"Alright fine. I'll do it, but if I pass out from exhaustion it's all your fault mom!" I replied sarcastically.
"Thanks hun for doing me this favor. I'll text you her address. She lives about 10 minutes from your apartment. Show up there at 8am tomorrow. Ok, I'll talk to later." Said my mom as she hangs up the phone.
The next morning, I drive over to the address that my mom gave me. I walk up to the front gate and push the intercom button. I hear a beep and then a voice on the other hand, "Hello?".
