So today I had a call back for a commercial. The spot? A cell phone commercial. I was auditioning for the role of the spokesperson. Like the Verizon "Can you hear me now" guy. It'd pay well and have the possibility of lots of recurrences. And it'd be fun. I'd be a minor celebrity.

Oh, did I mention that I would have to be naked in the commercial? Yeah. There's that.

You know, with strategically placed items in the foreground.

So anyway, I get a call from my agent yesterday letting me know about the callback. It went like this:

Agent: So they want you at the callback for Naked Guy.

Me: That's great! What do I need to do?

Agent: Just show up at 10:45am. And wear the same thing you wore to the first audition.

Me: Really? The same thing? Really?

Agent: Hmmm... yeah. Shouldn't be too hard, huh?

Me: Yeah, maybe you should phrase it "take off the same things you took off to the first audition?"


So that's what I did today. That and got dressed up like a grownup afterwards and went to a board meeting where I totally pretended to be a mature professional.

Little does anyone know. Some know me as a streaker for hire. Others as a semi-respectable professional. Still others as a nearly-invisible interpreter. And even others as a preacher! Bwaa haa haa!

I'm sleepy.