IDIOTS WILL BE IDIOTS

I attend classes from time to time: mostly I pay money to meet a Casting Director and “sometimes” they actually give instruction on this biz of show rather than just taking my money and running. I do this at one place which is highly reputable, and they have an audition process to even get into a class, so the level of experience/ talent is pretty high. I am rarely the most talented person in the room. The other place I take classes at I have definitely decided to stop taking classes at. Because they don’t audition, and the level of experience/ talent is very low. I am always the most talented. I say that without conceit. It’s a shame, and really not worhty of my time if I’m the best in there. So I took this class because I wanted to meet the CD, she does a lot of work! First things first, there were children in the class. Children. The youngest was about 9, then two 13-14 year old girls, and lastley, a guy who I’m guessing was 17. Now I think we all know how I feel about kids in general. But this; this killed me. One of the days, we were doing “hot seat”, for those of you who don’t know, it’s where you sit in front of the class and everyone asks you questions and you answer as your character. It can be fun: like when my scene partner talked about life on his home planet (he’s playing an alien) and said his favorite food was “blertzack”, but he’s learning to like cow meat. And it’s meant to get you into the head of your character. I of course, was fabulous. :) But the teeny boppers asked these questions: “Um, do you, like, ever go to the mall, and then gt hungry and want pizza but then change your mind and get a cinnabon instead?” No I ma not making this crap up. I wanted to throttle someone. And the CD is way too nice to tell the little creeps to shut up. But even more idiotic than a teenage girl was a guy who gets up there and is asked questions about his profession and he tells us he’s an astrologer. And he’s asked why he chose that and he tells a heart-wrenching story about looking at the stars when he was a kid and how that made him want to grow up and be an astrologer. So I’m of course thinking, he means astronomer right? And the girl sitting next to me, God bless her, asks: “So, are you an astronomer, someone who studies the stars, or an astrologer, someone who studies charts?” And he goes: “I’m an astrologer”. The kicker? His scene parter was asked the same question and she said “astronomer” and ya know how she knew? It’s printed in the friggin script you frigging half wit!