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September 25, 2006
One for the Money, Two for the Show
Tomorrow, I start my very first day as a bonofide cable-network reality television casting associate. Non-paid, of course. It seems like every job I ever land is unwilling to shell out money for hitting the streets and doing grub work. Sweet Jesus, the things I do to find more crap to add to my résumé. However, unlike my dreamy job offer at the multi-billion dollar MegaStudio, this (really, really) short-term deal isn't going to require me living in a cardboard box off of Santa Monica Boulevard, feeding myself with the scraps of Drew Barrymore's French Toast breakfast platter rescued from within the dumpsters outside of an IHOP. I mean, I'm all for stuffed French Toast, but not when it's cold, man. But I digress... As I was saying, I'll be able to stick around in Suburbia for this job, loafing around until something else pops up.
The thing is, aside from the cliché nature of résumé building, the gig is an opportunity to crack open a fresh can of whoop-ass--(I've seen The Waterboy way too many times) --err--networking skills, as George is always going on an on about. Basically, as it is now, on a scale of 1 to 10, I'd rank my networking skills at a -5. And that's being generous. Aside from actually getting past the "Hello," and "Goodbye" parts of the day, I'm really not much for getting to know people. My public social skills consist of grabbing the nearest drink and nursing it as close to the wall as possible. It's what we wallflowers do, y'know.
The fact that I got hired to work in casting is one of the most frightening parts of this whole deal. I know that the people who are auditioning for the show are the ones who should be nervous, but the thought of having to face all those people and talk to them is a major deal for me.
I'm not yet sure what is good etiquette when writing about television shows in production, so for now, I suppose it's best use the same discretion as Ted Casablanca's "The Awful Truth" (Minus the snarky celebrity nickames and slippery sexual innuendo, of course).
We'll see how this goes...
posted at 9:51 p.m.
