Well I decided to wake up again at
08:30, sure it was early but having structure is good. I then realised I had
NOTHING to do and lay there for half an hour thinking ‘I defiantly should have set my alarm for nine’. I debated with
myself for a good 15 minutes and settled with last night’s Eastenders. As Tris
left for his casting I’d turned my laptop on. (It was all bravado). As I went
for my third box of Krave (chocolate covered wafers. Sounds bad but its breakfast
so it can’t be right?). I noticed a note
to me. From Tris’s housemate, think of those Transvestites from the Bounty Adverts
(Cleaning tissue not the left over Chocolates from a box of celebrations). Except
she isn’t a transvestite but she does enjoy a perfectly clean house. Well, here
is the note:
The ‘camp’ part is a word I taught her. She
had never used it but says it’s like ‘Flamer’, I suggested she didn’t use that-
because it was rubbish and she adopted camp.
I thought ‘that’s
lovely’. Then second guessed it. ‘Was
she testing me’? It’s defiantly patronising, but I accept that’s what
happens here and strangers High Five each other all the time. Her boyfriend
lives here so it’s not a perverse way of coming onto me. Maybe I over analysed
it a bit, but I did know one thing. It gave me the green light to be as messy
as I wanted today (I was tidy and it was in writing). I threw my Krave on the
floor and peed round the toilet seat. Now I was on holiday...not a holiday!
I worked again today. Settling with 20 agents/managers who’d
receive my resumes and headshot via post. I rang a company about printing my
headshot. I asked for the cost of a 10 by 8 to which she very promptly corrected
me with ‘It’s called an 8 by 10 here’
(what an idiot I was. How did I not know such general knowledge?) ‘Depends which way you measure it’ I
said chuckling to myself...there was phone silence. ‘Hello’? I said, clearly she didn’t hear my joke or the line was
dead. ‘Yah I’m still here’. Oh, I
realised this was all business and English charm had nothing on this woman. Although
she did give me a very cheap $1.50 per 8 by 10 (10 by 8) and I’ll go in later
to pick them up. Can’t wait to call them 10 by 8’s and see how long I can get
away with it...So as I went in to collect them I read the situation and joking
about size was not on the menu. They took my photos and did some great work
with them, added my name and took me through the different types of paper they’d
be using. Then it all turned sour when the guy asked if I like ‘colourful’
jokes, what he meant to say was racist ones. It all got a bit awkward after
that and I waited in silence for 15 minutes for them to be done. We went to the
Supermarket to get a movie. They have ‘Redbox’ here which was basically a
vending machine for movie rentals. I am sure you can guess what happens, so we
got one of them. Then I got back here, wrote out 20 envelopes and headers and
will be posting them tomorrow.
Lesson Learnt: When people say ‘Oh he has such a colourful personality’ I will now think twice
about meeting that person.
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