"THAT'S IT," I MUTTERED TO MYSELF AS I WALKED OUT THE CASTING AGENCY.   I WAS SO MAD AFTER HEARING THE SAME  PHONY LINE FROM ANOTHER PHONY CASTING AGENT  AND TOLD THAT "WE LIKE AND BUT WE'RE AUDITIONING A LOT GIRLS.  HOWEVER  WE WILL CALL YOUR AGENT IN A FEW DAYS AND TELL HIM WETHER YOU GOT THE PART OR NOT........."

I KNEW I GOT TURN DOWN AS SOON AS THE AGENT UTTERED THOSE WORDS.  I'M SORRY, I THINK I'VE BEEN LIKE TO A THOUSAND AUDITIONS THE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS AND HAVE BEEN TURNED DOWN AT ALL OF THEM.........SOOOOOOOOOO I'M SO FRUSTRATED THAT I'M THINKING OF FOLLOWING MY FATHER'S ADVICE AND GOING BACK TO BEING A DULL AND BORING BANKER IN MY HOME TOWN OF DES MOINES IOWA...........

AT LEAST I'LL HAVE A STEADY JOB WITH STEADY PAY AND I WON'T HAVE TO SCRIMP AND SAVE ON EVERYTHING AND LIVE LIKE A MONK LIKE I'VE HAD TO THE LAST FEW YEARS  WORKING FOR POVERTY WAGES AS A WAITRESS OUT HERE IN EXPENSIVE TINSELTOWN LA.  I MEAN I CAN EVEN MOVE BACK WITH MY FOLKS....I'M STILL ONLY 25............

ANNNNNNYWAAAYYYS I'M HEADING TOWARD MY BEAT UP OLD TRUCK IN THE CASTING AGENCY PARKING LOT WHEN INCREDIBLY WHAT DO I SEE?  A WISENED LOOKING OLD FELLA WITH SALT AND  PEPPERED HAIR LEANING ON THE SIDE OF MY TRUCK.........THE FELLA APPEARED TO BE AROUND FATHER'S AGE, LATE FIFTIES,  JUST A REAL SOPHISTICATED LOOKING FELLA...........DARK HANDSOMED 'LATIN LOOKING' TYPE......You know..like that 'Mr Perfect' fella in the beer commercial...HE GAVE ME A REAL NICE SMILE...........

WELL I CERTAINLY DID NOT SMILE BACK.........."THE NERVE YOU HAVE, LEANING ON MY TRUCK  LIKE THAT"......."GET AWAY FROM TRUCK OR I'LL TAKE OUT MY CELL PHONE AND CALL THE POLICE........"

THE MAN PUT HIS HAND UP AND KEPT ON SMILING..........."YOUNG LADY I DID NOT MEAN TO UPSET YOU,: He answered soflty with a slight Spanish accent........."I HAVE DONE A LOT OF TRAVELING AND I JUST SAW YOUR TRUCK AND WANTED TO LEAN ON IT AND REST A FEW MINUTES............"

"BUT WHY DO YOU NEED TO REST BY LEANING ON MY TRUCK?"  I SNARLED.  "WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SIT ON THAT RAILING LIKE A NORMAL PERSON WOULD?"   I POINTED TO THE RAILING THAT ENCLOSED THE PARKING LOT GARAGE............

THE MAN PLACED BOTH HIS HANDS ON HIS WAIST......"PERHAPS I LEANED ON YOUR TRUCK BECAUSE IT IS DESTINY THAT WE BOTH MEET......."

I JUST SMILED SARDONICALLY AND SNEERED AT THE FELLA........"YOU SICK PERVERTED  GIGOLO LONE WOLF!.........I AM GONNA GO BACK TO THE CASTING AGENCY AND GET A SECURITY GUARD.......YOU HAD BETTER BE GONE WHEN I COME BACK..........."

THE FELLA PUT BOTH HIS HANDS UP AS THOUGH PUSHING THEM OUT WHILE HE KEPT ON SMILING........"YOUNG LADY! YOUNG LADY!   I MEAN NO HARM WHATSOEVER..........I KNEW YOU WERE UPSET.........CONSIDER ME LIKE A GUIDE.....A MENTOR WHO CAN HELP WHO......."

"WHO ARE YOU?"  I SHOUTED......."HOW DID YOU KNOW I WAS FEELING SO UPSET?"

THE FELLA  TOLD ME IN A REAL SOFT VOICE "I KNEW YOU HAD FAILED ANOTHER AUDITION?  I KNOW YOU HAVE BEEN TO MANY MANY AUDITIONS AND HAVE NOT HAVE TOO MUCH LUCK AT ANY OF THEM.........BUT YOU MUST NOT LET THINGS LIKE THIS GET YOU DOWN............YOU MUST LEARN TO BE STRONG.......PLEASE LET US TALK ABOUT YOUR PROBLEMS."

"Why would I tell a bum like you about me screwing up another audition?" I shout back..."And how the hell did you know I failed my audition?  Were you sneaking up on me?  Looking through a window or something?  You sound like a peeping Tom pervert...I'm calling the cops.."  I reach for my cellphone in my pocket

I'm shocked not only not to cell in my pants pocket....THE JERK HAS GOT IT IN HIS HANDS...AND HE'S STILL SMILING AT ME...

"How the heck did you get my cell phone?  It was in my back pocket just a second ago.."
 

"I want you not to worry about how I got your phone," the gentleman softly answers back..."Again I'm here to help you.."

I angrily walk lunge toward him to get my phone and guess what?  He disappeared...For a few seconds...I just stand there...where the heck is he?