Bleary eyed and somber I type this blog tonight with hopes for the future and mixed feelings for the present. The last couple days has been an interesting experience. My new job selling tickets for Big Apple Marketing has been the most fun job I've ever had...It's just a shame I am making zero dollars. I have confidence however that I will do well eventually. The only difference between what I'm doing and what the guys who have been making money hand over fist for eight years are doing is a mixture of utilizing knowledge and experience accrued over the years and a degree of confidence I haven't mastered just yet...but I will.
But I think it is good that I am having fun while I am not making any money. Today I decided to wear my kilt and turns out, New Yorkers aren't impressed, a lot of people liked it but not a lot of people where caught off guard by it. Also, the vast majority of tourists I deal with are from over seas and they really are also not fazed by a grown man wearing a kilt. I got a call half way through my shift today "Hello is this Kyle?" I know who it is before they even finish "sure is." "Hey this is John from 'Nightmare' we wanted to know if you wanted to stand in a room and chop up bunnies for us 7 nights a week." "Hells yes!"
So starting Monday I have a job working in THE haunted house in America. It gets tons of write ups from local news papers and magazines...and by local I mean the New York Times. The mayor as well as some other VIP's and press are coming for a private showing of the house on Thursday. Not only that but this means three things that are very important to me. Number one, I have no worries about staying in New York or keeping a roof over my head for at least the next two months because this is indeed a paying gig. Number two, I can officially call myself a working actor, with two paying gigs under my belt I think that qualifies me for the title. Number three I just booked my very first New York audition...so far my track record is looking pretty great.
This also means however that I will not be able to visit Illinois in October for my birthday. You all probably don't realize this but my time here is fairly lonely. The three close friends I have here have lives they need to tend to obviously and I spend a vast majority of my time alone. Granted my new job has fixed that but all that means is I made some work friends which is all fine and good but I also spend the times I am not alone being rejected by what feels like the entirety of Times Square. I was really looking forward to coming home and seeing my friends, I was really looking forward to seeing Lauren, I was really looking forward to seeing my family, I was really looking forward to seeing my mom and dad's dogs...I was looking forward to drinking in Kryptonite again.
I am going to get very excited about this house very soon but right now I have to have mixed feelings about it because I am pretty lonely. That is all about to change though, I am about to meet a group of interesting crazy people who work in a haunted house and hopefully I can start making some friends that are my friends not the people who know me solely as Jessica or Lindsay's friend.
Tomorrow marks my 30th day in New York. I have officially made it a full month in this city and haven't died, gotten beat up, gotten into a fight at all, gotten addicted to any substance other than the one that is fairly socially acceptable (I should clarify...I mean tobacco because out here 'socially acceptable substance' is relative) and I haven't given up. What I have done is party like a rock star, find a job, find a place, lose a job, live poor as all hell for a bit, play for pennies, go hungry a couple nights, eaten like a trailer trash king, couch surfed, got scared, got lonely, got excited, felt fulfilled, got angry, got sad, got happy, got another job, booked my first NY audition and learned more about myself in a short 4 weeks than I have my entire 23 years of living.
Here is to another 30 days...now tomorrow I might just get smashed with the scott and the irishman I work with because really is there any better way to celebrate? Also I need to turn these work buddies into real life buddies cus Jesus H I am tired of feeling like the new kid in school.
I love you all.
KH-
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