feh.

[kaydeefalls]

Today has been such a mixture of good and blah already and it's only 2pm. Oddly enough, my classes were both pretty good, because in the first I gave a presentation on Ntozake Shange's "for colored girls who have considered suicide / when the rainbow is enuf" that went over quite well and then my lighting design class was fantastic as always and I still want to be my prof when I grow up. But then I had the double-acting-suck of 1. having the shittiest audition in the history of shit and 2. being told by the director of a different show what I had a fairly good audition for that I was not called back BECAUSE I AM AMERICAN and do not have an Irish accent for her FRENCH PLAY. Aasdkashfsakldh. Like, if it were a play about this Irish family from Cork that did Irishy things, yes, all right, but it's a translation of a French play set in a fictional kingdom. Which, apparently, has anti-American policies. Never mind that I am quite capable of learning an Irish accent if it's that important, and she never asked me to read the part in any accent but my own. BAH I say.

And then I went to the Immigration Bureau to officially register and not get kicked out of Ireland, where I learned that as MONDAY is a bank holiday, the bureau is, obviously, closed on Friday and Saturday as well. HOW DOES THAT MAKE SENSE. So now I must go back at 8am on Tuesday, which makes me extremely not happy.

Argh.

Comments

[tvillingar.livejournal.com]

I had a fairly good audition for that I was not called back BECAUSE I AM AMERICAN and do not have an Irish accent for her FRENCH PLAY.

There's something very Monty Python-ish in this...

as MONDAY is a bank holiday, the bureau is, obviously, closed on Friday and Saturday as well.

Also, your Kafka-esque adventures seem to continue... perhaps you could write a book about your Kafka Year in Ireland? Start making notes.

[kaydeefalls.livejournal.com]

Oy vey.