You left a very hot light unattended; it happened to be right up against a curtain and you burned down your community theater. Nice work. And this was going to be such a phenomenal production of Nunsense, too.
You make a living designing the lighting for parking lots and public parks. It's a regular paycheck, but it isn't the most fulfilling of jobs. You dream of one day being called upon to light Fenway.
You live in New York and hop from gig to gig, doing lighting design for a number of off-Broadway productions. And one off-off-off-off-Broadway production, but you don't like to tell people about that one.
You are a well-respected lighting designer in Hollywood, and you are rarely without work. You've worked on some big films, too. Like, ones with alien spaceships. And those aliens like their lights.
Oscar, Oscar! You've just brought home your third Technical Achievement Award, this time for your work on a film entitled, Sunrise, Sunset. It featured plenty of both. So the Scientific and Technical Awards aren't televised—ah well. You didn't get into this business because of your looks, anyway.