This past week flew by. It was a good week…
It started last Sunday when I woke up and went shopping at Trader Joe’s with the gift card my parents gave me for my birthday (seriously one of the best gifts ever!)…I happily bought my groceries only to find when I returned to the parking lot, that I had locked my keys in my car. Unfortunately this is a more common experience than I’d like to admit and you’d think that I would join AAA after the first time, but no. So I swear a few times and stand there, wondering how on earth, on a Sunday, I can get the door open without having to call an expensive tow truck…
I call a friend who lives nearby. No AAA. Company car.
I call my parents, who are in Northern California. Can’t really help.
I swear again.
So I reluctantly go inside and ask the man behind the desk for a phone book to look up a tow company. He hands it to me and watches me flipping through it. (Remarkably, tow truck companies aren’t under “Towing” in the Yellow Pages). Finally he says, “Look, I have AAA and I rarely use it, so I’ll call them for you. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! He does, and Mr. Tow Truck arrives. It takes him 5 seconds to open my car door with the slim jim tool. And so the nice Trader Joe’s man, named Ian, goes to give him his AAA card and sign away one of his valuable free AAA visits. Mr. Tow Truck, named Ali (pronounced as in Mohammed), let him off the hook because it was so easy…Wow! There are still nice people in our world.
PS: I still haven’t made a copy of my car key or joined AAA. Will I never learn?
Then the week went on to be busy, busy. S Factor was on Oprah, again, and we got slammed with people wanting to buy dvds, sign up, come visit from Canada, buy a pole, talk to us to tell why they need to “release their inner sexpot”. Our phones rang off the hook all week long. It’s great for our growing company, but tiring for the small staff.
On Tuesday, while at work, my cell phone rings and who should it be, but my agents! (I haven’t heard from them in 3 months) So I pick up and they have an audition appointment for me for Cat On Hot Tin Roof! But it just happens to be next Thursday when I’ll be out fo town. Shit! An audition and I can’t go. I sulk.
But then, Thursday my cell phone rings and it’s them again! They have an audition appointment for me tomorrow. (Yes! I can make it.) It’s for a pilot called The Hunters. It’s a great part. Cat Hunter, 24, the middle child of a spy family, who is a total romantic and full of emotion, unlike her siblings. She’s smart and a little kooky. She falls in love with their captive while trying to get him drunk to calm him down. But she gets drunk herself, kisses him and passes out. Meanwhile, he escapes and she must face the wrath of her ball-breaking mother. Whom she can’t call “Mom”, or she gets yelled at.
So yesterday I auditioned and it went so well! I didn’t have a lot of time to prepare so just went in and had fun. The casting director was awesome and she was clearly happy to have met me and my acting. She asked me if I had any fighting experience and was glad to hear that I am certified in Stage Combat and that I do yoga.
I was happy. Even if I never hear about it again.
Then I went back to work to finish my double shift. (Thank goodness for overtime pay)
And I slept in this morning. And snuggled with my kitty. And I get to go to my own S Factor class. And tomorrow I head out on a cruise to Alaska…
Life is good.
Go Allison Lee!
kick butt mama!
I’m so glad. So glad to hear that a.) things are going well b.) you are writing about acting c.) that you finally met a casting director you like and d.) you went to an audition and had fun.
I think the key is to never prepare… go in sloppy, and messy with a vague idea about what you are about to do. Be silly, be yourself…
You are a wonderful actress, but you shine (and i mean SHINE) at comedy… I know you want to do something else, but you have such a powerful gift. Take it from me (mr. not-fucking-funny) and run with it girl.
put on your red wig, tease the shit out of it and show them how well you can flop on the ground with out breaking your fall…
pretty, smart and terrifically funny.
G’wan woman!