So, I switched fully to video production ā well, even more to the technical side of it: cables, metal parts, gear and all thatā¦ which I personally find interesting, hahaha. And thatās when they invited me to work. By the time I arrived, my friends were supposed to finish an official contract for some ālocal guy,ā while at the same time already setting up their own production company. Thatās why I was needed there. While one of them was busy working off the official contract, the other one and I were supposed to start shooting our own projects and taking orders. This was all agreed upon and didnāt conflict with their main job ā which is important for the story. A few words about these two guys I worked with. We were so different that outside of work we had basically zero common interests. One of them was a good cameraman, editor, and genuinely loved filming ā in that sense we were similar. But in life he was all about luxury, designer clothes, fancy vibes, that kind of thing. In that sense we were nothing alike, although I actually liked him as a person. And the second guyā¦ well, the second guy was just an idiot. No, no, Iām not exaggerating. This man somehow managed to completely ruin several businesses his parents gave him, got himself into debt, and walked around pretending he was some important person, while in reality he wasnāt very bright. He and I almost got into fights more than once, but he doesnāt appear much in this story anyway. I donāt know exactly how those two ended up working together. Apparently the Second one was the one who first found the job with the ālocal guyā in Dubai, and later invited the First one because he couldnāt handle anything himself. In the end, he dumped all the work on the First guy and walked around acting like he was the boss or something. And about how different we were outside of work ā we hardly hung out together. I spent all my free time exploring the city, while they were drinking. (Arab country, āno alcohol,ā yeah right. Buying it is a bit harder, but honestly, still pretty easy.) I went to the beach, they blew all their money in boutiques and restaurants. Iām not judging ā itās just not my thing. I donāt care about the difference between some fancy designer jacket and one from Zara that looks the same, and I donāt even want to have a discussion about it. But in that company, spending an evening talking about clothes was considered normalā¦ it was HELL, hahahaha. But aside from that, the work itself was interesting.
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