We actors continue to be treated TSA-style when it comes to parking at auditions:
I blogged about it a few years ago. You can give it gander here.
Yeah, it sucks. But then I had an audition for a role in a big video game last week, and in the lobby I saw something that knocked my head back: a bowl of change, for actors to feed their parking meters if the wait to read for the casting director got too long.
I was understandably astonished. And that casting director is getting one bitchin’ Christmas gift. Good woman.
