Eventually I'm going to stop counting the number of days. But today, I'm a bit off - last night I ate black bean casserole and yellow rice, among other delicious things, at Rice and Beans. But I DIDN'T have a cocktail just because it was happy hour, and I DIDN'T eat until I wished I were dead. And I DIDN'T pack up every bite to take home - just the special and the collard greens. Left the extra beans, as I have to learn to leave the things that aren't worth it!
Speaking of which, I have to learn to bypass free food just because it's free. Namely, actors at my level will be paid in pizza, like, 80% of the time. Actually, people at my age will be paid in pizza and beer for any favor we do - helping someone move, taking someone's headshots, doing someone's website. Non-union gigs will often be paid in meals and transportation, or meals, copy, credit. Which means pizza.
If it's the only way I'm being paid for my work, of course I want as much as possible. But I have to learn willpower and that it's not always my responsibility to make sure food doesn't go to waste.
As a Chinese woman who grew up poor, this goes against every fiber of my being.
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