I’m A Lousy Actor
I’m a lousy actor. I can’t act for nuts. I’ll probably be nominated for the Worst Supporting Actor (if ever there was such an award). My facial expression and tone of voice say it all.
Let down thrice today was I by three different people. All the meetups to discuss business or just catch up over a meal were cancelled last minute. It really felt like my entire day was wasted because of them. I hate being cancelled at the eleventh hour. These people don’t seem to know how to respect other people’s time. It’s not the first time this has happened. I can look into my crystal ball and gaze into the future, forseeing how many more people are going to do this to me. Sigh…No wonder I was super cold towards this friend of mine who called just some hours ago to explain the last minute cancellation. ‘Are you angry?’ he asked. Need you ask the obvious?
Last week, I thought I had the good fortune to interview a babe. Long flowing tresses, good stature, beautiful complexion, perfect figure, coming from an exotic country…what else could I ask for? But boy was I in for a rough ride. After the interview which lasted barely 20 minutes, my first impressions of her completely changed. She was such a bitch. Her command of English was poor. She lacked the basic etiquette. She rushed through her replies which made neither head nor tail. She shortened the entire interview by waving her hands and saying ‘last question’ like a prima donna. And when it was time to take a photo, she kicked up such a big fuss in front of the photographer. Hello, no one was interested in taking a picture of her cunt nor breast. She had no reason whatsoever to behave in this manner. Not only did I leave with a permanent soiled impression of the talented but arrogant bitch, she was also the worst ambassador for her country. Do you think I will step foot there? Never in my lifetime.














