Hi, my name is Adriano Cabral, and I am an addict.
There, I've said it. I'm an addict. I cannot stop updating my website. Or checking it to see if, I don't know, somehow it magically changed layout on me? It's a problem so that is why I have joined BA- Blogger's Anonymous. Thank you for your continued support.
Now that I have that off my chest, here's a little story of what us actors have to go through:
Last night I received a voice mail from my aunt.
"Hi Adi. I just talked to this guy about you and I told him you were an actor in Rhode Island. Call <Guy's Name> at <this number> and tell him Joey referred you. He's in charge of acting in NYC. Love you, bye!"
Yea...oddly vague, no? Aside from the obvious errors in this message, the first thing I could think was "Jesus...my aunt is involving me with the mafia. The Theatre mafia no less...they have techies and makeup artists that can make anything look like an accident!"
So of course, I call the poor guy.
GUY: "Hello?"
ME: "Hi, <Guy's name>?"
GUY: "Yea."
ME: "Hi, my name is Adriano Cabral. My aunt gave me your number, she told me to call you. I'm an actor in Providence, RI. Joey referred you." (holy word vomit)
GUY: "What?"
ME: "My aunt said she met you and talked to you about me. She said I should call you. She told me you were referred by Joey...she didn't really tell me what to talk about once I got you on the phone however..."
GUY: "What's your aunt's name?"
ME: "<Aunt's Name>."
GUY: "I'm sorry...I don't know your aunt. But that doesn't mean we can't talk. I'm in the office right now though, so let me call you when I have the time. What's your name?"
ME: "Adriano Cabral."
GUY: "Andriawno Cabral. C-a-b-r-a-l?"
ME: "Yes sir."
GUY: "Wow, first try. What's your phone number?"
ME: "401-555-5555"
GUY: "Ok, I will give you a call when I can."
ME: "Thank you very much sir, and sorry for bothering you like this."
GUY: "Don't worry about it, I just can't talk at the office. I'll be in touch. Have a good day."
ME: "You too, have a great day, and thanks again."
GUY: "Bye."
ME: "Bye."
Can I go vomit now? Please. That was the most awkward telephone situation I had ever been in. Why couldn't he just screen my call and let it go to voice mail?! That's what I was expecting. That's why I was so taken aback when there was a real voice responding to me!
Suffice to say, I interrupted a 50 year old man at work to accuse him of meeting my aunt and offering to be a contact. If I were able to google him in the first place and shoot an e-mail, then none of this awkward stuff would have happened. Everyone should be GOOGLABLE!!
Not much I can do at this point but wait. In better news, it's supposed to snow tonight in VA so that means my mom will be making chili. Woot!
There, I've said it. I'm an addict. I cannot stop updating my website. Or checking it to see if, I don't know, somehow it magically changed layout on me? It's a problem so that is why I have joined BA- Blogger's Anonymous. Thank you for your continued support.
Now that I have that off my chest, here's a little story of what us actors have to go through:
Last night I received a voice mail from my aunt.
"Hi Adi. I just talked to this guy about you and I told him you were an actor in Rhode Island. Call <Guy's Name> at <this number> and tell him Joey referred you. He's in charge of acting in NYC. Love you, bye!"
Yea...oddly vague, no? Aside from the obvious errors in this message, the first thing I could think was "Jesus...my aunt is involving me with the mafia. The Theatre mafia no less...they have techies and makeup artists that can make anything look like an accident!"
So of course, I call the poor guy.
GUY: "Hello?"
ME: "Hi, <Guy's name>?"
GUY: "Yea."
ME: "Hi, my name is Adriano Cabral. My aunt gave me your number, she told me to call you. I'm an actor in Providence, RI. Joey referred you." (holy word vomit)
GUY: "What?"
ME: "My aunt said she met you and talked to you about me. She said I should call you. She told me you were referred by Joey...she didn't really tell me what to talk about once I got you on the phone however..."
GUY: "What's your aunt's name?"
ME: "<Aunt's Name>."
GUY: "I'm sorry...I don't know your aunt. But that doesn't mean we can't talk. I'm in the office right now though, so let me call you when I have the time. What's your name?"
ME: "Adriano Cabral."
GUY: "Andriawno Cabral. C-a-b-r-a-l?"
ME: "Yes sir."
GUY: "Wow, first try. What's your phone number?"
ME: "401-555-5555"
GUY: "Ok, I will give you a call when I can."
ME: "Thank you very much sir, and sorry for bothering you like this."
GUY: "Don't worry about it, I just can't talk at the office. I'll be in touch. Have a good day."
ME: "You too, have a great day, and thanks again."
GUY: "Bye."
ME: "Bye."
Can I go vomit now? Please. That was the most awkward telephone situation I had ever been in. Why couldn't he just screen my call and let it go to voice mail?! That's what I was expecting. That's why I was so taken aback when there was a real voice responding to me!
Suffice to say, I interrupted a 50 year old man at work to accuse him of meeting my aunt and offering to be a contact. If I were able to google him in the first place and shoot an e-mail, then none of this awkward stuff would have happened. Everyone should be GOOGLABLE!!
Not much I can do at this point but wait. In better news, it's supposed to snow tonight in VA so that means my mom will be making chili. Woot!
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