She Works Hard For The Money

As I sit here sipping my throat coat tea, rushing to head out to 3 auditions today (3 in one day! A first for me) – I am beginning to understand what it means to be an actor with a survival job. It’s not fun!

I work as a hostess. What I thought was going to be a part time job has turned into practically a full time job. 25-30 hours was my goal. I’ve been clocking in a good 35/36 hours a week, with not enough time to go on auditions, practice piano, or take a breather from the endless hours.

Because I’m the new girl, I got all the horrible holiday hours. All day before thanksgiving, all day after thanksgiving, etc. I’m drinking throat coat because my voice is tired! Having to call out patrons waitlist names in 46 degree weather will do that to you.

The disappointing part about working a job like this is the inflexibility. I am moving into my grandmother’s house this week. I sent an email to my boss a week ago telling him that I would need certain days off because of the move. I received the schedule yesterday to find that my requests were not honored. It feels like a slap on the face. I’ve proven myself to be a hardworker and flexible with other people’s schedules, so why can’t they do the same for me?

In other news, I’m not being sued anymore. I’m going to pay the man is money and get the crappy headshots. Unusable? Yes. But going to court of $70 is just plain silly.

 

-- Dominique