Poetry in Motion Sickness

Poetry in Motion Sickness- Follow me in the pursuit of my dream. Its not pretty, its not glamorous, its not fair, its Hollywood. Read about my crazy journey and laugh with me about the speed bumps along the way. I hope driving doesn't make you nauseous!!!!

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Friday's Audition

Friday was crazy y'all! I went in to work early because I had an audition later that day and knew that my boss would appreciate any help I could give. Fridays are always the busiest days at the restaurant. I printed checks, returned phone calls, sent out confirmation forms etc. Everything was going well until I realized I needed a signature from my boss before I could leave for the day. My boss was running late and I wasn't able to leave til 11:30!!! My audition was at 1:42pm! Sometimes that's totally doable, but again, it was Friday. I don't know if you've ever experienced LA on a Friday but let's just say, every hour is rush hour. Needless to say I was late late late.

I finally rolled up at 2:30 and parked in the first spot I could find. I think I squished a recycling bin. I don't know about you but I absolutely hate being late. My unrelenting NYC training taught me, "if you're on time, you're late." I remember literally sprinting from the subway, leaping over puddles, and pushing over little old ladies, just to make it to class on time. As predicted, the teacher would be standing there holding the door knob intently counting down with the watch on his wrist. He was ready, even eager to slam that door shut, denying us access and as a result dropping our grade an entire letter. Them's the breaks people. You can imagine the difficulty I've had adjusting to this California lifestyle. Nobody even notices whether you're late or not. Of course, it was just my luck that, this one time, someone did. Unfortunately, the casting assistant had called my agent to find out where I was. Fortunately, I had called my agent to let them know I was running late, but still, not good!

I rushed in the door, quickly signed in only to be informed by the assistant that I was "on deck." I had just spent 3hrs in my car and was dying to pee!! What to do? To pee or not to pee, that was the question. I decided not. The casting folk were already pissed at me (pun intended) and I didn't want to risk making matters worse. Its amazing what you tell yourself when the stakes are high. "This will give my performance urgency!" I said to myself, halfheartedly. Fortunately, the audition did not last long. As with most commercial auditions, I was in and out within five minutes. I high-tailed it to the nearest bathroom, did my thing and I was back on my way. The drive home took me about 3 1/2hrs! Ooofff! I was very glad to get home. Some days I crack open my front door and literally feel like kissing my couch.

My product of the day is self explanatory. Nuff said.

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