Welcome to the Big Dollhouse . . .
I've been out in Long Island doing a children's show, and it's been interesting. Some of the cast is very immature, and frankly, I don't see how people can act that way. Though, at the same time, I also wonder how much is me. I tend to be pretty introverted and don't like to drink, so I automatically tend to ignore people who "party." So, maybe I come across as a bitch, I don't know. Today, I had a costume issue and ended up doing the last dance number completely blind. I didn't say anything about it afterwards, and the only person who seemed to give a shit was the stage manager. A part of me dosen't mind. I consider myself a professional, and that's what a professional does. When the stage manager was talking to me about it, and I said that I did the last number blind, one of the girls said, "Welcome to the club." Now, it's this type of stuff that kind of pisses me off. I'm pretty sure that if it had been just about anyone else in the cast, everyone would still be talking about it, and there would have been much "OMG, are you ok?!!!" afterwards. I get ignored and a bitchy comment. Meh.