So, I’m in LA…nearly complete with my week of casting. Work went well, mainly due to my great team…Liz Kimball on book and Adam Slusser on sign in sheet. Rock on kids!
On Wednesday night, Bernie and I went to the Dan In Real Life movie premiere. I got to bring a guest, so I brought Christopher Tulysewski…and his boyfriend Sean was invited by his client so it turned out to be nice a quite entourage for myself. Haha.
But I learned something at this thing. You see, last Friday, we had the cast and crew screening in New York. Remember last fall, when I met someone on the set who I thought was super cool but he was unavailable? Since that’s the story of my life, it may be hard to distinguish from other countless tales, but there was one particular to DIRL. Anyway, for the first time, I saw this person again….and he didn’t even say hi to me! Yes, completely ignored. For some reason this upset me, but I quickly calmed myself with four glasses of champagne. Usually, I can drink that and head back to the bar for more, but I didn’t eat dinner and had a light lunch so I was pretty much wrecked.
Perfect time to text this person and see if there is some sort of crew afterparty. Brilliant! He actually texted back, sort of implying that there was….at which I split from my group….and then…..I woke up the next morning to my alarm going off for me to go to the airport.
So, on the way to the airport, I check my phone and it was like looking at a clown salivating over a dead puppy. There it was. The Call Log. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.
So, I texted this person and apologized, letting him know I was deleting his number to protect him from my drunk ass self. Wow! I had thought I was beyond this type of behavior. Later I talked to my brother and he said that I had called him and said that I was going to a party and was having trouble reaching the people there. God. God. God!!!!
So, cut to this Wednesday at the premiere. I secretly hoped this person was on the east coast working and wouldn’t be there. Oh, but of course they were. And of course, in a theater filled with 1000 people, assigned seats put him about three seats over from me in my row! Needless to say, full-fledged ignorance was being played by both parties. Christopher began to befriend the member of his party that was bumping up against us (luckily I had christopher as a protective layer) but I gave him a stern look and he froze her out. Just kidding, that’s just what would happen in the movie version. He actually had a great time with her, while I pretended that only the people to my right existed and that there was a void of emptiness behind me.
So…Awful. But there was a silver lining! And the silver lining almost makes me forget what a loser I am to get drunk and drunk text people! This person in question shaved his beard….and like Samson….it was the key to his power over me. I had been thinking for a year that this was the hottest guy I had met for years (for my taste….!) and so depressed because he is in a relationship (and hates me!)
It made me rethink the whole thing.
If this guy didn’t want to invite me to the after party…why text back to say that people were hanging out? Just ignore the text, or even smarter….write ‘crashing.’ That’s a personal favorite of mine. I never would have gone overboard trying to find the party if he hadn’t sort of put me on the hook, then ignored me!
If I hadn’t put this guy on a pedestal as being one of the coolest, handsomest people I’d ever met….then I would have texted him, waited for a reply, probably called and when he didn’t answer…been pissed and joined my brother’s group.
So, I guess the moral of this story is…..guys are jerks and underneath their cute beards they are all the same.
Just kidding. The moral really is that I am terrible in dealing with men, so I’m going to refocus my efforts on organizing my life so I can have a baby next year on my own. Single mothers, unite!