Being older and wiser mostly means you have developed a thick skin. Being in show business requires this with all of the rejection and criticism you must face every day. But a recent experience just begs for reporting here on my blog. I did a very successful concert and afterwards whilst basking in the glow of a job well done, I was the recipient of a barrage of thinly veiled insults from a somewhat mousey and obviously envious young woman. It was a small matter from a person with a limited life but still …
So after this wondrous gig, I am gathering up my belongings (lyric book, boa, change of shoes, make-up and jewelry bag) and this little toadlet starts on about “what a Diva” I was. She just kept laughing and picking at me. I was about to snap off on the little bitch but realized that she was obviously envious and a lot “wanting” in the Fabulous Department. By the way, this was coming from the chick who hired me.
“Oh God! You are sucha Diva!! You brought a suitcase to carry your stuff in!”
This in itself is a sign of ignorance – what performer does not carry their costuming and gear in a case?
“Do you have on false eyelashes? What is this a fashion show?”
No, dumbass, it’s a performance for the stage. I guess I could have performed with no make-up on and schlubby like you appear right now.
“How long does it take you to get ready? It must take forever?”
Only when I wear my prosthetics. Bitch.
“Look at those nails? Are they fake?”
No bitch, they are as real as your unpolished ragged ones you are sporting right now. Note: I often get this little bitchy comment from girls who wish they had long manicured nails.
“How do you do anything with those nails?”
They claw eyes out beautifully.
What the Hell? Bizarre right? This is the glamorous life I lead.
