I'd like to think that I'm a person who learns from her mistakes. In fact, I've made so many mistakes that I'm probably at the top of my class. So, I was determined not to make some stupid mistake, some amateurish stumble or niave gaff. I steeled myself for what was ahead. Barring a fart sneaking-out,I thought, I was good to go.
But, somewhere during lunch, in a nice italian restaurant with Debbs, my heart started to pound. I started to get a little nervous. This was the first real casting call of any substance, that I'd gotten. I was both excited and nervous.
Debbs was sweet. She tried to take my mind off it. And, when she couldn't, she gave me words of support. (She's like that.)
Maybe this was a Huge mistake, I thought to myself. Maybe, I wasn't quite ready for this. I was that patheitic. How the hell had I completely lost my shit?! Then I realized something very important. Something that would focus me and calm my nerves.
Debbs was buying lunch.
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Tammy TwoTone
Smile and wave, boys.
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