So I started last weekend with every intention of going to my two “practice” auditions. I started off ok on Saturday. I over-slept and didn’t realize I was so tired, so the morning was gone but I still managed to have a productive day running errands and choreographing over an americano in my favorite coffee shop. My audition wasn’t until 6 pm.
I returned to my apartment around 4:15 pm with enough time to run to the gym and warm up before heading up to the audition. I was about to walk out the door when I realized I couldn’t find a very important USB flash drive that I had last seen in my purse. Said flash drive contained a spreadsheet with login information for every financial account I owned, so naturally, I started to freak out a little bit.
I went back to the coffee shop and couldn’t find it there. Very kindly, one of the baristas took my number to call me if anything turned up. I tore the apartment apart and still nothing. By now it was 5 pm. I had no choice. To be safe, I sat down at my computer and went to each account and changed my passwords and PINs. It took me an hour and a half to check all my accounts, so I missed the audition. I was not happy about this.
I figured at least I could still make it to the gym. I found the nearest New York Sports Club (keep in mind I did just move), and lo and behold, I show up and they are only open for another 15 minutes. So much for that.
My second audition of the weekend was for a girl group that seemed to be trying really hard to be the next Pussycat Dolls, and the audition was supposed to be from 9 am – 12 pm on Sunday. Needless to say, I overslept and didn’t make it.
So, I failed epically this past weekend at making my practice auditions. On one hand, thank goodness they were for practice and not auditions I really cared about. On the other hand, I probably really needed the practice!
The cherry on top? Of all things, I show up for work Monday morning and the godforsaken USB flash drive is plugged into my work computer. Here’s the little culprit:
Ridiculous. I mean, I understand, we all have human moments but geez. I’m glad all my financial accounts are safe and now I have no idea what any of my passwords for anything are, but I still feel pretty dumb for freaking out for no reason AND missing two auditions and a workout.
What else can I do? Chalk it up to spilt milk.