Okie(s) in Florida

So a Hollywood film is being filmed around me at work.

Marley and Me, a best-selling book written by a former Sun-Sentinel staffer, is being into a movie with Jennifer Aniston, Owen Wilson, that guy McSteamy or whatever from Grey’s Anatomy and Alan Arkin are all in the movie.

The little changing room is about 20 yards from my desk, so the stars — with the unfortunate exception of Madam Aniston — were walking by my desk all day.

A few observations:

— You have to have a monster ego to be in the movies. Every time one of the stars moved from the dressing room to the set, some guy would say into his walkie talkie, “Uh, yeah, Mr. Wilson is on his way.” It made me say, “Mr. McNeill is returning to his desk” when I sat back down after a water run.

— I need to get a movie job. It seems a lot of the people just stand around doing nothing. Or they stand around until their one single job is needed. Then stand around some more.

— The movie set is organized chaos. Shit is all over the place. High voltage cords hug the walls.

— We were told there’d be “minimal disruption.” If by minimal disruption, they meant, “total disruption,” that’d be accurate. It took me five minutes or more to get to a drinking fountain 20 yards away while they filmed a scene.

I’d love to take pictures, but apparently that’s a big no-no. I’ll see what I can do.

—ryan….