Thanks for the positive mojo, everyone, but I’m going to call the audition a bust…however, I’m (geniunely) not sad about it.
First, the frank truth: I didn’t learn my part of the required piece well enough, and I messed up while singing it with the director/my auditioner (who sang another part). A couple times. That was completely on me. Everything else went well enough, and I don’t feel that I embarrassed myself too badly, but I definitely got the impression that I’m not at the level needed for this group. Which I always knew was a possibility. The audition was for a one-off performance in May: he said he’ll decide by the end of the month, but I fully expect a “no” — however, he seemed happy when I volunteered that I’d be willing to take voice lessons between now and the spring. If I do get a “yes” it’ll be because of that.
But, I’m not interested. And not just because I screwed up.
I was always on the fence about whether this group/this type of singing would be a good fit for me, and I’m not actually willing to take voice lessons for the next six months: I said I would because I wanted to see his reaction/whether it would make a difference. Mostly, though? I left with a negative impression of the director…which started when I realized that he’d completely forgotten I was auditioning today. I was waiting outside his office at the agreed-upon time, and a couple minutes later he walked out of it and right past me without even looking at me (the only other person around); then he disappeared for almost 20 minutes. I was starting to think about leaving. When he finally came back he nearly blew me off again, but I introduced myself…and there was no hiding the look of utter surprise on his face. He wouldn’t admit that he’d forgotten, but he clearly wasn’t ready for me. He apologized for making me wait, but made lame excuses. One or two other things also rubbed me the wrong way and/or confirmed that this isn’t the right group for me.
I’m glad I auditioned, though. It was good to dust off my classical chops, and to put myself out there. And it was good experience; like interviewing for a job and realizing by the end that you don’t really want it, but not regretting the interview.
And so, the hunt for my next musical adventure continues!
Just back from church. Damn it takes up the day! Leave the house at 10:30, get there by 11:00, an hour to an hour and a half for the service, and then a ‘new people’ lunch session. They’re having a three-step introduction to the church, and today was Step 2. We’re going to miss Step 3, as we’ll be on vacation. Anyway, now it’s three o’clock.
Can’t speak for FCM but Monkey’s “brought-homes” (including also several dragonflies, and a couple grasshoppers) were definitely still crittering around.
Damn starling shot around my living room and literally bounced off the walls.
I’d say the grasshoppers were on their last legs, but that would be a bad joke.
Howdy Y’all! One last post just cause. I have been amused by Auburn War Chikin fans throughout the day. It’s fine to be upset when your team loses, but this “we was robbed, the refs hate us “ attitude gets old. Never mind the fact that their team mounted pretty much no offense the entire second half, it was the refs fault. This is the SEC. We all hate the refs as per tradition. We all hate each other as well. However, be real enough to admit when your team didn’t play well enough to win. Thus endeth the kolledge football kinda sorta rant.
MetalMouse you put a bug in my ear. HAH! You mentioned you ordered new wax guard thingies and such a few days ago. I thought then that I should do that and did so just before I came in to post. I was prepared for it to be a pain to do, but didn’t take even five minutes to get them ordered.
MOOOOOOM Otis brought you fresh chikin. Would it have been that much trouble to pluck it, gut it and turn it into a nice fricassee? I think not! The other chikin could have been used later in the week. Again, how ungrateful!
Oopsie IMO that director is a big ol’ poopyhead and unprofessional. You did the thing however and took some positives from it. I know you will find the right fit for you somewhere.
Flyboy that is a long time! I like church, but not that much. Matter of fact I didn’t stay for the formation thingy afterwards today because I was kinda pissed with intercessor (person who reads/leads the prayers of the people) for not doin’ what she was supposed to do. That’s totally on me that I felt that way but I didn’t want to hang around for fear I might say stuff I shouldn’t. I ate lunch and was over it by then.
shoe that grasshopper joke was both classless and tasteless. You are my kind of folk!
Evening all. Mowage has been accomplished and 4 bags of clippings will await pickup tomorrow. Watched a little tackleball, spent 2 hours at the gym, had a couple of sammiches for dinner, and then got down to serious evening slothing. Will sign out here shortly and watching the remaining games on the tube, then off to bed fairly early.
Still have a little chest cough, not painful or constant, just showing up now and then to remind me it’s still around. Need to get some new tennis/atletic shoes tomorrow, the heels on mine are becoming detached from the main shoe, so best get new ones before it becomes too big a mess.
FCM, glad the fence is fixed, and yeah, with free-range chickens the owners have to be aware they will suffer losses. And I can understnd your frustration; wish you could post a sign with an arrow and a ‘over there, dummy’ message when a delivery is expected…
shoe, just {{{hugs}}} for now. Hang in there.
And I am happy for you both.
Oopsie, yeah, the director’s attitude might have had some modest effect on your performance, but hopefully you will find an activity that does excite you.
flyboy, y’all make me glad I am a heathen.
swampy, glad you did so, I let maintenance slip a bit when I first got them and had to go visit the ENT place because of problems, so have learned that some preventive maintenance can go a long way.
And that’s it for this week from N. Ali-bama. Take care and I’ll catch you on the next MMP.
‘Calypso’ is a girl’s name (and the foster mom was thinking of Cyclops anyway). Catmom doesn’t like ‘Cal’. I suggested ‘Findus’, and she seems OK with that.
Just have to share this gem from my daughters FB feed:
I gave the kids a time challenge to clean up their room. Roxy had to stop to go to the bathroom, and I heard her yell, “Tobias you clean up! You’re our only hope!”
Apparently he’s her Obi-Wan!
Otis is doing better about not gnawing on my arm. I can get him to sit, then he gets skritches. I also threw his bone toy into the next room for a (literally) short game of fetch. Not much of a run, but he seemed to enjoy it. Then when he was done for the day, he went into his crate totally unbidden! FCD went looking for him and just locked the crate door. That’s a gooooooood doggie! Now, when will Ziva venture out?
We’re watching Death In Paradise. ‘Dwayne’ impresses a woman by cooking ‘sure thing chicken’. I looked up a recipe for ‘Dwayne’s Sure Thing Chicken’. They lost me at the brown sugar and the catsup. I think I could make something better with my Creole seasoning.
In other news:
I bought a ‘kimono jacket’. It’s a little too small, so I’ve initiated a return and will buy a larger one.
In anticipation of adopting ‘Fundus’, I bought a three-way cat tunnel. Goo is having fun with it. Abbey is still out in the catio, and hasn’t discovered it yet.
I’m eating double chocolate ice cream straight outta the carton. If our lovely @nelliebly has advice on dealing with teenagers who think they own the joint, I would love some tips!
Otherwise, I’m … not living my best life, as the kids say. (Personal stuff, not work stuff.)
Catmom just said, ‘I just thought: We could call him “Fin”.’ Works for me! He’s not really the right colour for Findus, but how many other cats will we have in our lives?
That was completely on me. Everything else went well enough, and I don’t feel that I embarrassed myself too badly, but I definitely got the impression that I’m not at the level needed for this group. Which I always knew was a possibility. The audition was for a one-off performance in May: he said he’ll decide by the end of the month, but I fully expect a “no” — however, he seemed happy when I volunteered that I’d be willing to take voice lessons between now and the spring. If I do get a “yes” it’ll be because of that.
I was waiting outside his office at the agreed-upon time, and a couple minutes later he walked out of it and right past me without even looking at me (the only other person around); then he disappeared for almost 20 minutes. I was starting to think about leaving. When he finally came back he nearly blew me off again, but I introduced myself…and there was no hiding the look of utter surprise on his face. He wouldn’t admit that he’d forgotten, but he clearly wasn’t ready for me. He apologized for making me wait, but made lame excuses. One or two other things also rubbed me the wrong way and/or confirmed that this isn’t the right group for me.
ETA: Ninja’d by Mooooom.
HAPPY METRIC THANKSGIVING, EH?