Director Day of Disaster

Well, just to let you know, things don’t always go as planned when one is Making Up America. Take the other rainy morning in the Nation’s Capitol, please. Cher‘s hit If I Could Turn Back Time comes to mind. Director F. Gary Gray was in town promoting his new movie Law Abiding Citizen starring Jamie Fox. Everything was fine on my commute until my windshield wipers stopped dead! Beads of raindrops poured down and visibility was a problem. What to do?! How can I get to FOX in time to do grooming for Mr. Gray?! Right. Go directly to Auto Dealership to get a loaner car. Brilliant. Only problem was that the dealership was 5 cars deep in Service Department when I got there. I can still make it! Process papers. Check. Load makeup bags in car. Check. Get back on the road. Check.

When it’s raining in the D.C. area, drivers come to a crawl. It’s important for you to know that the Nation’s Capitol has the nation’s second worst commute. What should take 30 minutes to drive, can take  literally up to 2 hours. My fellow commuters know that we don’t even want to talk about Friday afternoons. Forget getting to the beach. No excuses though. My mind was set on one challenge and that was to get to the director in time to do his makeup. Unfortunately, rational thinking escaped me at that moment. The smarter thing to do would have been to contact my Agent, and have them send out another makeup artist to do the job. My colleagues kept consoling me, after the mishap, that it is my strong work ethic that clouded my thoughts. I guess that’s like when an interviewer asks you about your weaknesses.

“You see, Mr. Gray, I was so devoted to getting your grooming done, I failed to realize that I couldn’t get your grooming done.”  Doubt he’d want to hear that when I finally arrived after the second TV interview. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it in time. What had ended up being my director day of disaster came after many texts, calls and ways of trying to weave through traffic without breaking any laws.  Finally I succumbed to the fact that I had failed. The morning rush was all in the name of makeup. As the crew left the building, I dropped my bags and sat in defeat. I glanced up at them to see that F. Gary Gray had turned hard to look back at me. What was he trying to convey? The exchange was deliberate. The message was unclear. All I could believe was that I tried. Oh, how I tried. For the past 3 hours of my morning, every action was driven to get to that man in time. Sometimes it’s what you don’t do that matters more than what you do. If I could turn back the clock, I would have called to get a replacement.

I love what I do. There are so many fascinating people to meet, interesting stories to hear, plus beautiful and historic places to see. I never tire of my work. I sat in traffic for 3 hours once. Could have driven all the way to the beach to hear the waves crashing on shore, in that period of time. If you follow your passion, the rest works itself out. I just hope all is forgiven for my drive to complete a task that couldn’t be done.

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