So you want to be an Actor?
My advice to you: don't. Just don't do it. Run far far away in the opposite direction and never look back.
Why? Because it is soul-crushingly hard.
You think your job is soul-crushing? Picture your last job interview. How nervous you were. How broke you were. How much you just "needed" it.
Now imagine that you have to go through that process all the time. Every single time you want to work. Every single time you want to get paid for doing what you love most in the world. Except, instead of strangers in the waiting room, you run into all of your friends. And you laugh nervously hoping against all hope that it will be you and not them and getting wracked with guilt at the same time for feeling that way.
Then when you finally go into the interview and you show them your resume and your credentials and you do a little song and dance for them, answer all their questions the right way, and you give it your all... after all that you find out that you actually didn't get it because of something so totally and completely out of your control like your height or your hair colour or your weight or your teeth or the fact that you look just like someone else at the office and it would be confusing to everybody else to have two of you running around...
You feel the wind knocked out of you. You see the ground fall out from beneath you and those stars and dreams you were reaching out for that just a minute ago seemed so close slide further and further away. And your Sisyphean oddyssey begins again...
So unless you are prepeared to dust yourself off every time and start pushing that boulder once again, I repeat, don't become an actor. Just don't.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to clean off the dust on my shoes.
Why? Because it is soul-crushingly hard.
You think your job is soul-crushing? Picture your last job interview. How nervous you were. How broke you were. How much you just "needed" it.
Now imagine that you have to go through that process all the time. Every single time you want to work. Every single time you want to get paid for doing what you love most in the world. Except, instead of strangers in the waiting room, you run into all of your friends. And you laugh nervously hoping against all hope that it will be you and not them and getting wracked with guilt at the same time for feeling that way.
Then when you finally go into the interview and you show them your resume and your credentials and you do a little song and dance for them, answer all their questions the right way, and you give it your all... after all that you find out that you actually didn't get it because of something so totally and completely out of your control like your height or your hair colour or your weight or your teeth or the fact that you look just like someone else at the office and it would be confusing to everybody else to have two of you running around...
You feel the wind knocked out of you. You see the ground fall out from beneath you and those stars and dreams you were reaching out for that just a minute ago seemed so close slide further and further away. And your Sisyphean oddyssey begins again...
So unless you are prepeared to dust yourself off every time and start pushing that boulder once again, I repeat, don't become an actor. Just don't.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to clean off the dust on my shoes.
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