Sunday, 19 February 2012

Regrets? I've had a few....

I'm making a temporary career choice. I'm going to attempt to get myself signed to an acting agency. Whilst I'm "in between jobs" at the moment and have no personal ties, I think this would be the best opportunity to enter the great world of paranoia, stalking fans, bad critics and drugs & alcohol. Acting. My dream.

I don't really know exactly where to start except to just use the internet and blag my way in, just as I've always done before with previous jobs. I'm aware that, as a person with low self-confidence, I could be opening a can of worms, but I need to try it for myself and just see if it can work out. If I fail miserably and get rejected from every single audition I get thrown in to then so be it. At least when I'm old (hopefully I'll get that far) I can say I tried. There's nothing I would hate more than to finish my time in this world with a bag of regrets. I don't do regrets.

Speaking of which, I've been thinking about my predicament regarding Mr Lidl. I figure I should just go for it. What have I got to lose other than face? (and dignity, pride, etc....). But how do I go about it? Declare my lust to him between the bakery and fresh veg aisle? Go for the humourous approach and tell him he has the best value pork sausage I've ever seen? Or do I wait for him to finish work, like a crazy stalker, then accidently run into him with my trolley and use that to strike a conversation? No probably not that last option actually; I'm so clumsy I'd probably break both his legs. My, wouldn't that be a story for the grandkids...!

I think I'll go for the honest, straight-talking approach that I'm used to using.

"Hi, I'm Leigh"

"Oh hello"

"I don't usually do this but I've seen you around and you seem really nice. I wondered if I could give you my number? Providing you're not married of course"!

*cue over-the-top nervous laughter*

"Well Leigh, it's nice to meet you and I would love your number"

"Great! Well here it is, and maybe we could do something this weekend"?

"That would be brilliant Leigh. Saturday afternoon would probably be best as I have to drop my 6 kids off to their Mum in the morning, it's the only time she's allowed out of the asylum unattended. Then I have my daily appointment with my parole officer. After that I'm all yours"!

*bangs head on wall*

2 comments:

  1. Sheesh. Just talk to the guy. Imagine he is a friend already and chat to him. If you are desperate for a line start with 2 bottles of wine and ask for his opinion.

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    1. Man, you're good. I'm employing you as my dating guru ;-)

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