I noticed that nobody gave a fuck about my down and low kind of day yesterday but as Madre Teresa used to say "Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway. For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway."
So I will keep giving my best to you all anyway.
I will win you by default.
God and I will have a chat later. She is busy with much more pressing matters.
I have good and bad news to share.
Let's start with the shit report first. Usually you feel better after you threw up what was upsetting your stomach.
As you may know or not care I have been sending my resume to oh so many job offers I have found online. I put together a lovely motivation opening paragraph and wrote down all my previous jobs and studies. I was quite pleased reading all that I have accomplished since I became the town freak when at age nine I decided I was going to be a professional dancer.
I have traveled the world, learned as much as I could possibly have, became perfectly bilingual and gained a knowledge about entertainment in general that no kind of degree will ever replace.
Well, drum rolls, it turns out I am qualified for nothing.
Mind you I am not aiming that high, I've only applied for jobs that are either entry level or do not require a quantum physics doctorate (mainly retail, fold this shirt, bag this trousers).
But without previous folding experience I am as good as a potty untrained toddler.
I also applied for jobs in entertainment, I have so much on-stage experience I thought that that could have translated well for a behind the scene engagement. Foolish me.
I see a world full of possibilities out there (I've learned English by myself for crying out loud) but I suppose I haven't found myself in the right place at the right time yet.
Better buy a new GPS system and a strontium clock (the most accurate clock ever, won't lose or gain a second in 15 billion years - there you learned something too today...).
You are right if you thinking that I could always serve tables or clean toilets but trust me I have paid my dues many times over. For now I can still afford to keep looking and enjoy the rejection that comes with it. Cleaning bathrooms and waiting tables will always be in demand.
So me good for nothing for the time being.
And now for the good news.
Remember that audition I wrote about? Click here and catch up!
I auditioned for CircX.
I put on three inches of makeup and six inches heels and sang for them the way that I always have in the privacy of my own mind-theater. I did not expect such a good reaction but long story short I will be performing in this company next show at the Gleason Room - Backstage at The Fillmore in South Beach on the 26th and 27th of June.
I will be the first and last act featured in this production.
Me open and close a show with a solo? Don't mind if I do.
I won't spoil the whole surprise but I will be singing in my operatic voice two gorgeous arias one by Puccini and one by Offenbach. Oh and yes, I will look stunning while doing it.
The whole show will be quite risque and I will be the pinch of class that CircX requires for its innovative entertainment recipes.
CircX is a traveling performance troupe and production company based out of Miami Florida. Directed By Diana Lozano, each performance
is dedicated to creating unique, cutting edge interactive
entertainment. From the premier night
clubs to Fortune 500 companies, CircX has accumulated an impressive
clientele list including, Mercy Hospital, Bacardi, Mac Cosmetics, Heineken, Audi, and the Adrienne Arsht Performing Arts Center to name only a few.
Thank you Diana for trusting my talent.
Make sure you get your tickets for one of the shows!!!
Friday June 26th one show only @ 9 PM,
Saturday June 27th early show @ 7.30 PM and late show @ 10.30 PM.
Click on this link CircX TICKETS and choose between the round table seats and the general admission seats (the blue section of the seating map).
Also spread the word and make sure you do not miss CircX latest production!!!!
One Part Circus, Two Part Burlesque, A Pinch of Class, and a Dash of Trash.
OK. Now that I have done some promoting (but don't worry I will bombard you all from now on...) this whole situation begs for a bit of a reflection.
How is it that when I put my best job-interview-outfit on and I charm the pants off the manager I am being interviewed by I get nothing? I mean I am well spoken, I have sense of style to give away for free, I am the poster gay guy when it comes to sell a life style and to inspire confidence. Thanks to the hubby I do know about costumer service and damn it any team should be so lucky to have me. Blowing my own horn ladies and gentlemen. Keeping my own parade nice and dry (don't rain on my parade reference, Funny Girl? Come on...!)
I must be doing something wrong.
Or perhaps (fairly certain actually) there will always be somebody with more experience than me running for the same position.
And how is it that when I dress like a freak and sing like Maria Callas I get noticed?
Could that be a career choice?
Should that be a career choice?
Would that be a career choice?
Coulda Shoulda Woulda.
For now just make sure you get your tickets to go and see CircX and myself at the Fillmore so you can let me know if I should really consider waiting tables and sing only while scrubbing a toilet bowl.
Ciao for now.