Had a couple castings today. Not too bad, just had to stand in line for like 1 and a half hours in the sun to have the line fall to hell and it turn into a pile. It was all good until I get to the front, and realize that they were looking for a guy with muscle (which I lack), big waste of time. I'm wondering if I should start looking at all the business's that am going in for castings for, because it seems a couple times now I have been given castings to places that I won't get the job for... I would hate to do the bookers job for them, because they always seem so busy, but it might save me 30% of what I earn if I did it my self.

Really, why do they get money if they do a halfassed job of setting me up with stuff? Here is my guess as to how a casting director gets his/her models. The casting director sends out a description of what they are looking for to the agency's, the bookers then send the people that fit the description to the castings... seems simple enough, then why do I end up going to castings that require a 98cm chest (I'm a 86cm, or so my card says)? I'm told "you never know", I might be wrong, but my best guess would say I won't get the job. It doesn't take an IQ of 132 to figure that out... or maybe it does, and thats why they haven't figured it out yet?

Anyways, later on in the day we went to another casting. Me and this other guy from Canada are standing in line talking to these 2 girls in front (finally someone else who speaks fluent English... and also feels that they are starting to talk at a grade 2 level because of the constant broken English), anyways, my friend is hitting on one of them, hes 24, all is going well for him. Eventually the conversation steers to where we have lived in the past, yes we were waiting in line for 2 hours, when she mentions that she has lived in Boston (or Bwoston as she said) for 14 years, and then Chicago for 1.5 years.


I'll give you a second to figure that out. When you do please keep reading.


So eventually I get up to the casting director who "Loves me" and said my dimensions were perfect, and that I would get a call back either Wednesday, or Thursday. Well Nico who also went to the casting, and DOESN'T fit the dimensions (they need a 86cm chest, he has a 98cm) gets a call back for the guy, tomorrow. Thanks bud.


This business just doesn't make sense. They say one thing and mean another, yet expect you to follow everything they say and hang on every word as if Brian him self said it (referring to Monty Python). Hell my set card has bad measurements on it, and they will not change it. Hell I KNOW I'm not a 29" waist, I can force a 30" pair of pants on, but they aren't baggy. But I'll go along with it, it seems to be a business that is making a fair bit of money, so no reason to change it... yet...




I should go to bed. Even though I don't have any castings till Wednesday, I might as well get some sleep... Naw sleep is for the dead, time to surf... the interweb.


PS: If you didn't get the issue with the girl and the guy, she was like 15 and he was like 24. Just making sure we are all on the same page :P *