My phone tickled my skull at exactly the wrong time.
My big break had come. I was all decked out in a fully articulated, interactive monster suit, ready to step in and play the lead in the classic musical comedy Gojira because the has-been soap-heart- throb that Cruzarama had cast in the role had actually—I kid you not—broken his leg in an extracurricular performance with a female passenger. Or maybe it had something to do with her husband walking in on them? Anyway, as the understudy, I was called upon to put on the suit and knock ‘em dead singing, dancing, and demolishing our autorebuildable scale-model twentieth-century Tokyo set.
Too bad working as an understudy in Cruzarama’s Mars-A-Go-Go was just my cover.