Reason #1 for Quitting Show Business: Actors
I have no money. I'm living off of student loans. So to help me out, the restaurant my sister manages lets me do catering runs at $75 a pop. It's usually easy money. I deliver the food, set everything up, stand behind a table and say "chicken or fish?", then I break everything down, go back to the restaurant to clean the dishes, and go home. Three hours max. Not bad for $75.
The restaurant caters a lot of tv productions and photo shoots. On Tuesday I went on one of my regular runs for some television series. It's called... Reasonable Doubt? It doesn't seem like a real show to me, but whatever. The crew is really sweet and low-maintenance.
Unless, that is, there are a lot of actors involved. Some days it seems like they operate with about three cast members. If any of them are regulars, I haven't noticed; they seem like new people every time. On Tuesday there were lots of actors. Background players, I think. I'm not sure I'd really consider that "acting", but regardless -- these people were definitely actors. The first person in line was an actress I had observed studying a script earlier, so I assume she had a speaking role. She was sweet as pie: "I'm sooo hungry. This looks delicious!" Then the bit players started filing through: "There's too much dressing on this salad." "Eww, that looks gross." "Can I have more chicken?... No no no, honey. Give me three. And three pieces of steak." Very few thank-you's. Lots of passive-aggressive comments. My favorite was this:
Annoying Actor: "Iskinderdray."
Me: "Excuse me?"
Annoying Actor: "But I know it's not your fault."
Me: "What's not my fault?"
Annoying Actor: "IskinderdraybutIknowit'snotyourfault."
Me: "I'm sorry, what?"
Annoying Actor: "The lasagna. It's dry. But I know it's not your fault, so..."
Then he smiled and WINKED at me. What the fuck? If you know it's not my fault, then WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING TO ME?!?!?!
C'mon, people. You're not paying for this meal. I'm sorry these acting careers haven't worked out for you yet. I know when you were in high school your friends' parents told you how talented you were and how you should be in movies. But no one knows you here and no one cares and no one's going to coddle you so just grow up and "act" like adults.
Two days later, Drew and I went into a shop owned by a guy who knows my former bosses. I used to work for a Hollywood family that includes two working, successful actors. The store owner guy said, "So is M_____ kind of... difficult?" I laughed and said "Uh... yeah. She is." He didn't elaborate, really. He didn't have to. She's a terror when dealing with valets, store clerks, waiters... she relishes telling people they're stupid. Once when her family doctor got a new receptionist she actually called me up to say, gleefully, "I hear this kid's a real IDIOT." She couldn't wait to put him in his place.
Eww. Actors. Blech.
The restaurant caters a lot of tv productions and photo shoots. On Tuesday I went on one of my regular runs for some television series. It's called... Reasonable Doubt? It doesn't seem like a real show to me, but whatever. The crew is really sweet and low-maintenance.
Unless, that is, there are a lot of actors involved. Some days it seems like they operate with about three cast members. If any of them are regulars, I haven't noticed; they seem like new people every time. On Tuesday there were lots of actors. Background players, I think. I'm not sure I'd really consider that "acting", but regardless -- these people were definitely actors. The first person in line was an actress I had observed studying a script earlier, so I assume she had a speaking role. She was sweet as pie: "I'm sooo hungry. This looks delicious!" Then the bit players started filing through: "There's too much dressing on this salad." "Eww, that looks gross." "Can I have more chicken?... No no no, honey. Give me three. And three pieces of steak." Very few thank-you's. Lots of passive-aggressive comments. My favorite was this:
Annoying Actor: "Iskinderdray."
Me: "Excuse me?"
Annoying Actor: "But I know it's not your fault."
Me: "What's not my fault?"
Annoying Actor: "IskinderdraybutIknowit'snotyourfault."
Me: "I'm sorry, what?"
Annoying Actor: "The lasagna. It's dry. But I know it's not your fault, so..."
Then he smiled and WINKED at me. What the fuck? If you know it's not my fault, then WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING TO ME?!?!?!
C'mon, people. You're not paying for this meal. I'm sorry these acting careers haven't worked out for you yet. I know when you were in high school your friends' parents told you how talented you were and how you should be in movies. But no one knows you here and no one cares and no one's going to coddle you so just grow up and "act" like adults.
Two days later, Drew and I went into a shop owned by a guy who knows my former bosses. I used to work for a Hollywood family that includes two working, successful actors. The store owner guy said, "So is M_____ kind of... difficult?" I laughed and said "Uh... yeah. She is." He didn't elaborate, really. He didn't have to. She's a terror when dealing with valets, store clerks, waiters... she relishes telling people they're stupid. Once when her family doctor got a new receptionist she actually called me up to say, gleefully, "I hear this kid's a real IDIOT." She couldn't wait to put him in his place.
Eww. Actors. Blech.
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