I spent last weekend puppy sitting for my agent...No, probably not a normal agent-client relationship, but read back through the blog and tell me what sounds normal to you.
Nevertheless, once he was back from vacation, I was thrilled to interact with him instead of throwing piles of paper towel on his puppy's pee.
There's always something great about being in public with your agent (not that you would know), especially in Hells Kitchen where you're bound to run into somebody important. And when we do run into somebody important, he's so good about saying, "Do you know Tyler?"
as if surely they've read my Playbill.com article from my Dayton days of stardom.
And I toss my head back with a hearty chuckle and flip my blonde locks to extend my hand and say, "SUCH a pleasure to meet you." *award winning smile*
But as audition season is picking up and I'm back to my days of praying for a callback, our coffee date made me realize I'm now competing with a whole near year of cute, young clients...
the little shits of 2012.
And as the boys begin to book the shows that I can't even get seen for, I keep telling myself
"Yeah, but they don't have a hilarious blog read by...tens of people..."
and then I think about what their headshots would look like if they had a black eye.
So I cross the shows off of my list and count the days until September 15 as I finish my second venti iced coffee of the day and walk away.
Then, just as I'd given up hope for my triumphant month of I-Can-Do-Anything August my agents calls after me:
"Oh, I almost forgot. I have an appointment for you this Thursday. I'll send you the materials tomorrow."
Instantly in my head I remember the highly anticipated upcoming production of The Sound of Music I'd just seen appointments for.
"Ooooh yeah?" I say with a knowing grin..."What could it POSSIBLY be for?"
"BEDBUGS! The sci-fi thriller musical."
Yup...sounds about right.
From Band Geeks to Bedbugs,
TJB: Making It
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