Aug 14, 2004 01:26
Amazing people that I saw today:
*Smelly man in the Lincoln Center Library pasting together a ransom note with cut out magazine letters.
*Two old ladies in front of me at "Fiddler on the Roof" that sang along with every number (off key), bopped their heads from side to side, and waved their hands in the air.
*Woman singing Whitney Houston kareoke at Colony Sheet Music in times square with a decent chest voice and AWFUL high notes... turns out it's cuz she was a man man
*Bum at Au Bon Pain who scooped himself a cup of soup and proceeded to walk through the check out line, sit down, and start eating. When a cashier told him that he needed to pay before he ate, his *genius* excuse was, "Oh really? Oh, I didn't know."
*Loud girl in the subway that said, "Well, I have The Bends, and she has OK Computer, but I have the Bends, and you have Hail to the Theif, and I have the Bends... Sooo alll we need isss..... well, but I have the Bends..."
*The Black Eyed Peas kicking it in a black conversion van with ultra tinted windows.
And these are my two favorite things that Elliott said yesterday: "Your ears tell a story." and "You're talking like a dinosaur!"
What else is new? I went to an audition... woke up bright and early to get there two hours before the actual audition... and it was the wrong day. The audition I was supposed to go to (Non-equity female chorus call) was the day before. I showed up for the Equity Male chorus call. Embarrassing. Met cool people anyway.
Um... I have a crush on four boys at work. One of them changed his clothes in front of me during the first ten minutes of my meeting him. The other is English and said that his last table of the night was "choking on laughter... and crab legs." The third is homely and gentleman-like. The fourth is a mystery.
Am waiting to hear about another awesome hostessing job at a restaraunt in the East Village. They pay well and I really really want the job, but I'm worried that they aren't going to get in touch with me to have me start trailing.
I want to move to Park Slope. Bad.
Indeed.