Barely Managing
This past Monday morning, around 1 - 2am, I sent an email to my manager telling her thank you, but it was time for me to move on. I'd been pondering this decision for months, and at 1 - 2am on that Monday morning, it seemed like the right time to go about it (no, I wasn't drunk). The email was nice and cordial, and I expected to get a reply later in the day. Getting no response, I also called her office that afternoon, and left a message asking her to call me back. Still nothing. Tuesday rolled around, and still no response all day. I was beginning to think that either my manager didn't get my email and phone call, or was angry with me. I showed up for my acting class Tuesday night, where the teacher informed us that she'd be mixing things up a bit - she would be holding a faux audition, which was to be taped, and a guest manager was coming in to conduct a faux interview. One guess as to who that manager was. Yes, correct. Upon hearing my manager's name, I was unbelieving, then tickled (ah, this universe can be hilarious at times). I muttered, "Awkward" to my friend John, sitting next to me. Panic and confusion on my part soon followed, much to John's delight. I'm sure I was more rattled than I should have been but needless to say, I blew my faux audition, giving one of the worst performances of mine in the past 6 months, and the faux interview that came after was, well... awkward. I won't detail what transpired, but I will say we talked for 5-10 minutes before the subject of my leaving her management agency even came up. I'll probably give details in the webcomic, where this will surely be a storyline at some point, due to its absurdity.
3 Comments:
hehe, haha.
Best...class...EVER!!
I must hurt you both now.
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