Hello boys and girls.
I am still on a somewhat tropical island in the middle of nowhere, having deep conversations about the universe with a palm tree. A romantic way of saying still unemployed surrounded by swimming cash sharks cows with their jaws out waiting for cash I don't have." Time is ticking, and when it gets to 0:01 there is no hero to snip the wire, no beefcake to push me out of the way saving my bacon and no way you'll see me coolly walk away as if the impact will leave me unscathed. No, I'm stuffed like roast chicken. Boy, I'm sick of sending out CV's, I may as well blow SOS smoke signals and get the same results. But negativity only brings more rainclouds so I try and stay on the bright side, work on making my script tighter, watch movies I hadn't got around to seeing, keep our house tidy, workout a little - try get that lean action figure I need for Chase, learn guitar finally and try learn little bits of my wife's language and annoy her with my perfect pronunciation. So far so good, she's a frown away from throwing me off the balcony ;)
I just finished watching Another Earth which is a good simple sci fi/drama film and I love how it tackles the question of a theoretical Multiverse - What if there was another you? right now? would this doppelganger be exactly the same? maybe fitter? not as fit? smarter? richer? Put simply when you made a decision, you chose A and they chose B? Where did they end up? Should I have chased this insanity dream? Should I have instead stayed at school, did some boring degree and end up better off? Should I have not bothered with the music and joined the army instead? Am I crazy for wanting to do acting/directing for a career when the other me is a real estate agent starting to build his nest egg? Sometimes I think like that, I'm happy others do too. You know, 2 words I learnt when I was young I learnt from my boy Stallone in 'Over the top'. Regret and Obligation. There I go, I've fallen off the rainbow again. The words should have been, Perseverance and Determination.
I had 2 interviews for a sales position at Whitcoull's Sylvia Park. The first one went well, me and the guy clicked and talked for over an hour. I was a little surprised the job would be minimum wage but I said if they offered opportunities to rise through ranks through hard work and results I would be keen. I was pretty confident about getting the job, I didn't really want it to be honest but that shouldn't have cracked the surface. So of course I was happy when I got the call to come in for a Second Interview. Both times I turned up for these interviews and the interviewer was late, maybe a warning sign, or an excuse to flee. I stayed.
The set up to this one was totally different, similar questions but different environment. I wasn't seated across from my questioner, instead I sat in a chair in the middle of the room facing a wall, while one assistant talked and took notes from my left side and the manager asked her questions from the right. She was attractive too which made me a bit speechless (as in Raj from Big Bang theory) but I got my bearings back and even with my attention divided I tried to stay cool but a couple times I was left blank. When have you gone over and beyond for customer service? Uh..talked about my GKR days working with kids and grandparents...Whats something in the workplace that displays your creativity? I said most jobs didn't allow me freedom to break protocol. So she said what about at home? I told her about when we moved in we had no mattress and all the shops were closed, So i put all our clothes on the floor and plumped them up and slept on that for the night, I was doing DIY at home and didn't have a hammer for the little nails so I used the nunchuks which worked for the main ones (bought a hammer the next day to finish them off), using cardboard boxes for tables etc
Long story short. She emailed me I didn't get the job. I would have preferred a phonecall like the Secure parking guy did but OK. It's a little like a break up over a text, but that was a fun waste of a week anyway. I've applied for another 10-15 jobs this week so hoping something sizzles. speaking of sizzles, Fancy a hotdog? Funny costume huh
Worked on Shortland Street today as a friend mentioned he had been on the show in an armed defenders squad role. Thought I'm available, may as well put my name down, so got something from my agent, just a walk on role, but then I remembered why I don't really like doing shorty. The people are nice (one of the actors said hi) but being referred to as 'Hey, green hoody, come over here' instead of being asked my name sort of gets under my skin the 4th or 5th time I do this thing. But hey, take the crumbs build a cake. Soon as I get a bloody job I can put this plan into action, get my camera, get casting, shoot this damn Chase film and have a ticket to wave around and open some doors. The film game's like the job game, all catch 22. No job, no experience, but if you have no experience how do you get a job?
In terms of Chase news, I added a new character, Alice, the camera-woman following around Chase has officially replaced 'Paul' so now the script has got more of a buddy feel. Also Nazim won't be directing as I originally planned as he had some family affairs to take care of back home, so it's a one man show for now, but I have a couple acquaintances whose services I plan on acquiring prior to shooting.
Anyway, keep out of the sunburn and play safe ( I know its winter, but the UV still gets you, you should check out my sunglasses. I look like a one man goodcopbadcop, they call me the babyfaced badass. I'm going to bed now before I do any more damage to the interwebs, good night, that's all folks!)
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