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Ah, the life of an actor! On a rainy Friday night in Manhattan. Actually got out of day job on time. Had some soup on the east side before making it across town to the "Actors Connection." (Yes, I agree, the name should have an apostrophe.) It was pouring, so instead of walking, I decided to preserve my hair and makeup by taking the subway. Or, that was the idea. Ok. Well, the tracks are flooded, and the E and V trains are not running. Rush-hour commuters everywhere. Stranded. But the 6 is running, they say. I naively try and make my way to that platform through the smelly underbelly of the station, dripping with who knows what. Wall to wall people. An announcement trains are being delayed. Oh, this was a mistake. I wait a few minutes and then make my way back through the crowds to the street. OK, I guess I'll walk. There was no way of catching a cab in this. My first concern was my looks, then I realized my pictures could also get ruined. I was going to meet with 5 print agents for the first time, for which, yes, I had to pay a "seminar fee." Well, I made the walk in my heels from 3rd Avenue to 9th Avenue, and down 10 blocks. With my "cute, little" Liz Claiborne umbrella. Yep, didn't quite do the trick, but who could have predicted this much rain?

I make it in time for the Q & A session, where actors asked the same, age-old questions to the agents. What day is best to send my picture to you? How can I hold your attention? Oh, how some things never, ever change! And after the Q & A, we were divided into groups. Each of us would have exactly 3 minutes with each agent one on one. Time is kept by the organizer, who tells you when you have 30 seconds left with the agent. Each 3 minutes cost me $25. Thankfully, my photos were unharmed and I had time to freshen up in the tiny bathroom, surrounded by other girls trying to salvage themselves. When my time came, each agent looked at my pictures and evaluated my potential as a commercial print model. "You look older in person than in your pictures," one said. (My pictures were taken 2 weeks ago and have not been retouched.) "It must be that I have a very old soul that you're sensing," I thought to reply on my way home that night! Witty, but not quite quick enough, the rain having dulled my humor. Alas. Each told me to send them my new pictures. A couple seemed sincere about their interest. I'm not tall enough to do fashion, but could I possibly be "America's Next Top Real Person?" ha, ha. Time will tell...! (Pssst...call me!)