I got a call for another audition, this time for a Boeing industrial on health spending accounts.
I rocked the audition, walked out the door thinking, “Nice job, dude.” Then the casting director chased me down the street
and asked if I’d cut my sideburns off. She said, “It’s OK if you won’t!” I said, “I’d cut them down, but not get rid of them.”
Surprise surprise, didn’t get the gig. This experience taught me that, no I won’t be a whore. That’s pretty cool. Once again, happy I rocked the reading. They thanked me for being so well-prepared. I was also early, so I got out of there early.
Wednesday September 8th 2010
