Laughing Update
After getting hired to play games with old people (amazing) back in June, I stopped calling in to my film extras casting agency. It was just too time consuming and I never got any work out of it.
But just last week, they called me to offer me a gig working two days as a laugher for an upcoming Disney show.
I had to turn it down, because I was busy playing games with old people on the days they needed me. But I was happy that they thought of me. I thought my laughing audition was good, so it's nice to have that feeling validated.
I still don't really know what laughers do.
Labs Rat
I had blood drawn today. The phlebotomist had blood spattered all over his white lab coat. It looked roughly like this:
I thought about telling him that it was unsettling and he should change, but I just let it go.
He was actually weirdly skillful with the needle. I didn't feel a thing.
The Shirt Off My Back
Recently I was at Santa Monica Pier with Sister. I was waiting for Sister to come out of the bathroom, when a young man in a bathing suit approached.
"Can I ask you for a really big favor?"
I just stared at him blankly. I was pretty sure he was going to ask me for money.
"I just bought a ticket for the roller coaster, but they won't let me on without a shirt. Can I borrow your shirt? I'll bring it right back. It's a really long walk back to the car."
Are you kidding me? What a ridiculous thing to ask of a complete stranger. Not to mention the confession that he had a shirt in his car. It's not like his roller coaster ticket was going to expire.
I was going to say no, I really was. But I like having unusual stories to tell, and I knew giving him the shirt would make for a better story. Plus, it was an old shirt.
You can imagine Sister's surprise when she came out of the bathroom to find me sans shirt. I pointed to the roller coaster. "That fat Mexican is wearing it," I explained.
He returned it right after his ride, as promised. What a gentleman.
The shirt was a little moist when I got it back.
