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Searching for Gambit – By Jack

Actually Ice Man was harder to find. But everyone wanted Gambit more.


When I was 10 years old, I was on a manhunt for Gambit. Part Toy Biz’s second series of X-Men action figures (pictured below.)

A roster of the dream.

A roster of the dream.

You could walk into any Toys ‘R’ Us, KB Toys, or Lone Star Comics and see on the shelf any of one those beloved action figures. Except Gambit (and Iceman, but his toy was stupid.) You see, much like the De Beers diamond cartel, toy companies intentionally withhold certain figures to create a demand. So when a box of X-Men figures shipped, its contents included plenty of Banshees, Forges, Saurons, and the three different versions of Wolverine. But the a Gambit figure might be only one per box, or even none at all.

So in order to conduct my manhunt, I called previously listed toy stores everyday for about 6 months. To this day I still have the Toys ‘R’ Us number memorized. Even though it’s been closed for about 10 years. My phone call went something like this.

Toys’R’Us Automated Phone: Thank you for calling Toys R Us. We are conveniently located on 5505 Arapaho Road. Across from the Preston Wood mall. Our hours today are from 9 am to 10 pm.  If you need help with–

Little Jack presses 0.

Toys’R’Us Representative: Thank you for calling Toys’R’Us how can I help you?

Little Jack: Um..I was wondering if you’ve gotten your shipment in for the day.

Toys’R’Us Representative: Is this Jack?

Little Jack: Yes.

Toys’R’Us Representative: What is it you’re looking for again? Power Rangers?

Little Jack: No, I’m looking for any shipments of the X-Men Series 2 action figures.

Toys’R’Us Representative: Hold on, let me check.

2-5 minutes later. 

Toys’R’Us Representative: We did, but didn’t get any Gambits.

And that’s what I did with my childhood when I wasn’t playing video games.

So why am I telling you about this? Well I’ve been out of a job for a few months now.  I’ll spare you the details of my rise and fall from the reality TV world, my adventures of the writers’ room of an unnamed but super mega awesome scripted TV show, and finally my depressing return to the restaurant frontier. I decided once and for all to do what it takes to get the office Production Assistant job that is so coveted by any and all aspiring TV writers.

Between Deadline, Below the Line, Che Equis’s Temp Diaries, and a few secret tracking boards, I’ve managed to compile a list of television pilots currently in either development or production. (See below).


This is just a sample of the document in my Google Drive. In actuality it spans over 100 pilots. And each day I update the list’s phone numbers, status, and then scan for who I have slated to contact for the day. Then I call.

Here’s how it goes down.

Production Intern/Assistant: Something Something Productions.

Adult Jack: Hi, I was calling to see if the production company of [insert show name] pilot has been set up yet.

Production Intern/Assistant: Oh I uh…I don’t think so. Try calling back in a month. (They always say a month).

Not the best answer in the world, but at least you can try them again.


Production Intern/Assistant: Yeah, here’s the production office number.

This is actually bad, because most likely if the production office is set up, then it is staffed up too. But still worth a shot.


Production Intern/Assistant: No not quite yet. Probably next week though.

That’s the answer you want!

Adult Jack: Great! Has a line producer or production coordinator been hired for the project.

Production Intern/Assistant: Yeah, actually.

Adult Jack: Wonderful. Might I be able to forward my resume to them for staffing?

And it goes from there. Then you have to check back.

So as you can see, I can’t help but feel the parallel between my adulthood and childhood. It’s a slug, but you gotta do it.  Sad fact: You know how I finally got the Gambit toy? My friend found one for me. Which sadly, despite my best efforts, is probably what I am going to need to actually land the job.

—Jack out.

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Posted by on February 25, 2014 in By Jack, Writing


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Snow in your face, money in your pocket, a place to call home. And monsters! — By Jill

It’s been a while. Sorry for the hold up. But lots has happened.

1) I got a job. It’s this little Italian place around the Meat Packing district. Seems pretty chill. The staff is a different cut than my old Seattle Starbucks family. Katie, Sasinya, and Tall Tony, no one will ever replace you!  Getting out of there kinda sucks though.  We all have to leave together after all the customers leave. So I can be there pretty late. There’s this one guy who’s kinda sleazy. While he was training me he kept hitting on me the whole time. I’m not too worried, I’ve dealt with worse.  But whenever he wants me to move he tries to “guide” me with his hand rather than just asking me to move.

2) It snowed. In OCTOBER!!! And not just a few flakes. There were mounds of snow on the sidewalks, slush in the streets, and white blanketed cars. It was cool because it was the first weekend I had where I wasn’t looking for a job and could actually enjoy the city. I bought a jacket on sale to bundle up. 🙂

3) HALLOWEEN. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go out and have Halloween fun. I had to train at the restaurant. But on the way home I got a good taste of the craziness. New York doesn’t take this holiday lightly. No matter that it was still 30 degrees, girls were waiting in line outside clubs wearing almost nothing, kids were trick-or-treating well passed midnight, and the subway…oh the subway. Never have I felt such a sense of community on a mass transit system before. One Thriller inspired Michael Jackson did a dance up and down the rail car. A little girl was scared of a man in a giant red mouse head and the two 20 something girls stopped at nothing with the mom until the girl was smiling again. I really wish I had gotten a costume.



4) Finally, I can start looking for an apartment and get out of New Rochelle. It sucks when you meet the tenants and they ask what you do. There was one place where we clicked so well but the minute I told them I was unemployed they said “Thank you, but you’re not what we’re looking for.” So frustrating.

Kick ass Pandora station.
Give it a  listen.



Posted by on November 3, 2011 in By Jill


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