1. What were you doing 10 years ago?
I was in Toronto staying at an out of town friend's apartment, trying to jump start my acting career. It was stinkin' stomach heavin' humid hot. I spent a lot of time in Starbucks trying to stay cool. My agent at the time was pissed at me for leaving her and so she wanted to hold me to our old contract for 30 days. Basically that meant my new agent couldn't really double submit me for things as there would be a conflict. So I was just hanging out, doing temp jobs and waiting for something to change. DH, then my boyfriend, was secretly livid at my "no plan" plan and I was confused as what the big deal was. I was perfectly happy, buoyed by my newfound Buddhist practise, and determined to overcome my obstacles. I flew back home, after one of THOSE conversations with him over the phone, and had to deal with his anger, feelings of abandonment and zippo dollars in my bank account. I chanted a lot, received my Gohonzon, overcame his negativity, and ended up landing a well paying extra gig up north, an actor friendly job within 2 weeks, and by the end of the summer, I was booking huge jobs and I was debt free 3 months later. As emotionally troublesome as it was, it was one of the happiest times in my life.
2. What 5 things are on your to-do list for today?
Mmm, the busy life of an actor. What to do, what to do? Walk dog, finish taxes and try to figure out why I can't get Excel to work on my laptop, and why it won't print as it is on google document even though I did it on Mozilla. Or maybe I'll just connect my laptop to the printer.... Go to spin class, take mum out for a coffee. When the weather is nice, we sit at a nearby Starbucks and watch people go by. Finish adoption profile (doing great on that by the way after some terrific advice) and that's about it.
3. List some snacks you enjoy.
I LOVE POPCORN! and Werther's chewy caramels (get your own bag), M&M's with peanuts, Mike and Ike's, red licorice, particularly Twizzelators, Lovehearts, black currant pastilles....okay basically all candy, chocolate bars and cake.... now you know why I joined Weight Watchers.
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Donate money to SGI, animal rescues, lots of child centred, geriatric and infertility charities build a recreational centre for troubled youth, provide for all my friends and family.
A big ass shopping spree that would include residences in a few well chosen places in the world, shoes, shoes, my own private hairdresser, a cherry red Charlie's Angels Mercedes convertible and I would clone my dog, Sampson when his time with us is up.
5. List the places you have lived
Toronto, New York and Vancouver.
6. List the jobs you have had.
Bingo girl, ass't stage manager, human resources clerk, KFC cashier, sales clerk, waitress (which one of you bastards took my order?), bajillion temp jobs that included pulling staples of out mistapled papers, the girl in the booth in the mall that suggested Christmas gifts to stressed out shoppers, legal secretary, typist for legal secretaries, medical office assistant, ass't to 2 admin. assistants at Kelly Girl Services (yes I was a Kelly Girl for many years until they changed their sexist name to just Kelly Services which I guess made me a Kelly Person), receptionist at various places (hated doing that, disconnected people all the time and I couldn't pee when I wanted to), admin. ass't for various marketing, accounting and financial offices, posed nude for art school, acted as a sick psychiatric patient for nursing students, notetaker for consumer research groups, extra, acting coach, actor and director. Honestly, I've had a lot of jobs.
Want to know which ones I loved and hated the most? Most hated - KFC cashier - racist pricks who thought I shorted them a nickel and by the way, there were way more white people who wanted their fried chicken, no - demanded their fried chicken even though we CLOSED the door at 10pm. The sales clerk job was pretty bad not because of thepeople I worked with, but the people, once again - racist people traumatizing poor, young, innocent me. Oh, yeah and the typist to legal secretaries. Great pay, horrible environment. The supervisor was this strange woman, let's call her a martinet. She was like a petty dictator, a nasty matron at a workhouse orphanage. She took great pleasure in telling people how to dress, whether their hairstyle was appropriate, she called us "her girls", and told us there was no reason for us to even want to leave the floor to go down to the mall level as the company provided coffee for us. I would hide in the bathroom just so I could have a break. The temps weren't allowed to talk to each other, no personal phone calls and yes, she would walk the floor to check up on us. One time, I had to call around for a cheap dentist, my poor impacted wisdom tooth throbbing away, I could barely talk, and she wanted to know why I was on the phone. One poor woman, who was stuck in the office with her doing some assignment had to ask her for permission to make a non-work related comment. I tried my best to get along with her, but I finally broke down one day and told her off in no uncertain terms. She was lucky I couldn't get a gun at WalMart. I swore I would never go back there to that dungeon, but apparently that mega huge legal firm was so desperate for my considerable skills, they asked for me back. I told them that I would only go back if I got more money and never had to work on her floor anymore. Imagine, me, a lowly temp! I got more money, and I didn't have to deal with her anymore. I'd see her pasty face in the halls on occasion and I would gloat.
Best job - actor! and director! Of the temp jobs - I'd say ass't to a vice president of a real estate firm. He made his own coffee and typed his own memos. Worked with all men, which I'm sad to say is better than working for women or female admin. assistant who think you are there to steal their jobs.
Okay, enough about me!