Training

Training

They offered me a job, a full on role. I was down on my luck, even as an understudy. By the time I had words memorized till page 5 – whenever there was a page 5 – they'd call with the bad news. Breaking it to a beginner actor must be one of the worst jobs in the world or the most gratifying, if you're the right type. Either way, something in the tone was different this time. They offered me a training film. It was about freedom or something to that effect, that we are free to choose our lives, and how we should prepare for it. They said not to talk about it with friends and family, that it was meant to be used elsewhere. There was a bonus at the end, but I didn't get it. Either way, it was enough for several months' worth of rent.