So you think you can make it. You've got what it takes. The dew has just barely dried from your eyes as you stare upon the gloss of T-town, complete with that sturdy cardstock in hand (the one with the raised seal that says you graduated). Fresh and prepubescent, you rush headlong into your new digs and into your overnight-success-story career. [End dream sequence.] Upon approaching the first studio on your list, you are surprised that they actually have gates, where guards hold lists--lists with your name not on them. ["Well, can't I just leave a copy of my resume with HR?"...Guard: (mean glare)] With a sigh and a slight frown you move on to the next studio...and on to the next, thwarted at every turn by stupid lists! Who said you could walk onto the lot just like that? [Hey, isn't that what somebody named Spielberg did?] Well, guess what, the rules have drastically changed. What worked for the old regime falls short for the new. The only good thing is that the rules keep on changing so doing something completely asinine--at just the right time--just might pay off...
But up next: What's the dilly, yo?
About Me
- Entertain This
- United States
- I work in and out of the entertainment world and have come to some interesting conclusions. I also have a life so this space is my opportunity to let fly and to share whatever helpful tidbits and insights I have stumbled upon (or fell knee-deep into) along the way. Bon Appetite!
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