Now, let me provide some context. This isn't because I am not thrilled that someone other than myself cares enough to ask (yet alone remember) about my acting thing, but because quite frankly, 9 out of 10 times there isn't anything to share. I’m not praying for the movie Birds to be recreated because I am protecting my pride (wait..what pride?). My efforts are to protect the poor soul who asked. I mean, they pushed aside all the important things going on their life to ask me about acting. I would imagine their internal dialogue that generated the initial ask went something like this:
‘Oh hey, there’s Sarah (she looks hot). That reminds me, I need to let her know I <got promoted > <had a baby><got hit by a meteor><met Michael Cane>. But wait, she acts. I bet she has made huge strides in her career and is on the fringe of stardom (good thing I met Michael Cane because I have some tips for her). But before I share about me, let me first ask about her.”
How disappointed would this person be to get the response ‘Oh…my acting thing. Yeah, well that’s going great. <awkward pause> In my acting class last week I was really able to articulate my character’s internal struggles of being a transvestite-cat-lover while also having a true passion for tango.’
A flock of birds hitting my head is so much more entertaining and enjoyable than hearing that.
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