11 Hours of Hell: The Time I Was a Steve Jobs Movie Extra [Steve Jobs]
The night before I'm supposed to pose as an extra in Jobs , the first biopic to begin filming in the wake of Apple icon Steve Jobs' untimely 2011 death, I stay out until 2 in the morning. When I order a big bottle of Spanish cider at 1:15, five hours before my alarm is set to go off, and five hours and 45 minutes before I'm supposed to be on set, I justify it by remembering how Jobs spoke often and openly about his "important" experiences with recreational drugs. "Steve would have wanted it this way," I think, pouring myself another glass of the cloudy cider and starting in on another story. The next morning, when my phone alarm finally starts dinging its low gong sound, I have to crawl from my bed to my closet, where I find it still stuffed into the back pocket of the pants I'd worn the night before. My mouth tastes like rotten apples, the pesto papardelle I ate for dinner, and foot. I'm hungry, dizzy, and exhausted, ailments not improved by th...