So anyway, my dad wanted me to look at this new theater that opened up in our area recently. It's called CHABOD and it's a community theater that's part of an art academy. So, then he asks me to write to the theater for an audition. Just one problem with that: THERE AREN'T ANY AUDITIONS CURRENTLY OPEN. The theater is already putting on two shows and won't be holding auditions again for a while. Dad, of course, freaked out and started yelling about how I never do anything and how I'm going to fail at everything I try, and kept it up until he took a shower.
I mean, geez, it's like taking a resume to a job application that was knowingly fulfilled a month ago. It just doesn't make sense. I told him that I would bookmark the page and contact them when they had open auditions, but he's still raging.
Dad gets pissed at the most retarded things.
I mean, geez, it's like taking a resume to a job application that was knowingly fulfilled a month ago. It just doesn't make sense. I told him that I would bookmark the page and contact them when they had open auditions, but he's still raging.
Dad gets pissed at the most retarded things.