What a Friday!
Friday began with the usual 6am wake-up alarm, I instinctively slapped my phone for performing its civic duty. I know, it was wrong, but it violated my unconsciousness… had to do something about that. I won’t go through my entire routine the way Jill Scott sang about her breakfast menu, but i will say that my days are far from routine.
Take today for instance. I interviewed in a faraway city called Mid-City. It wasn’t so much a city as it was a trash receptacle for Hollywood, a much cooler city. I had to walk through a wall with a knob on it to get to the site that I interviewed in. I was informed that they’d like 3-months of free-labor before they would consider paying a living person a living wage. That seems fair. All in all, the interview went well, as well as a “What the fuck, bro” can go.
I hopped on the Metro at La Brea, that took me back into Hollywood. That is when I got the text message about an audition. I twinkle-toe Flintstoned down the steps to the Red Rail Subway and headed to NoHo for what might be the biggest opportunity I’ve encountered in the 5 days that I’ve been in LA… I’m preparing for a rather large undertaking this Monday, but you’ll find out about what transpired Monday when Monday gets here.
As an aside, a brand new Mercedes comes with every Extra Value Meal and El Pollo Loco #4.