Recently, I went on the Coors Brewery Tour, by myself, as Susan: a Kansas girl who refused to have her picture taken...ever. I created a big scene wth the people at the front entrance (where they take your picture before allowing you to come in), demanded to go on the "short tour" (straight to the tasting room, instead of spending an hour walking around the building), and confronted anyone who took a photo near me in the tasting room, because I was photo-phobic. Being Susan was dramatic and fun in a fucking-with-strangers sort of way. I only wish that I had bought the tour photo, I was pretty cranky-looking and massively glare-y.
So. I think it might be time to start looking at acting classes or lessons or what-have-you, because I do this sort of thing every few months. While it's super fun, I suspect I could channel this energy a bit more effectively. Anyway, this is one of the many ways I spend my free time when I'm not stuck in a practice room or running around town. The end.
An Erinku:
After leaving
Coors,
I went out and
bought PBR.
"Susan thought this was hysterical and (in a fit of irony) took a photo of it."
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