Warning for Aspiring Talents

This is my first Tumblelog entry. I also thought of posting this here.

Just last Wednesday, 2nd day of December, me and my forever loving BF (smiles) went to Makati, Greenhills, and Quiapo to get some cash (winks) from the office, attend a casting, and shop.

Our first stop: Makati

I got the chance to see my friends from the company I used to work before. We ate lunch together, and had a little kwentuhan after. I missed them a lot. :( Then, I went to the HR Department, read papers, and got hold of my last pay. We went straight to BDO and… yehey! (What really happened to our next stop is what this blog wants to share with you!).

Next stop: Greenhills

A modeling agency texted me and asked me to attend their agency screening for future contract models. This is my first time to go to an agency screening (others were castings, VTR filings, etc.) So, this one’s really new.

We walked for about half an hour until we reached their office. And while inside the condo, we found out that there’s no restroom to change my clothes and put some make-up on. So, I have to be the supergirl-I-am during auditions. It took me around 15 minutes to be camera-ready. Finally, we entered the agency’s office.

I was surprised when there weren’t any person except me waiting to be called. After a while, I was asked to go to the director’s office. The secretary (I’m not sure if she really is) of Mr. XXX, I named him XXX because – you’ll find out later, gave me an interview questionnaire and let me answer it. After completing the form, checking how tall I am, and all the everyday stuff they do during castings, she went outside the director’s office. Only me and Mr. XXX were left inside the room. This made me freaked out.

Then, Mr. XXX went to the restroom. Just to get ready to what might happen, I checked out what my boyfriend was doing. I opened the door and made sure he’s there. Then, I went back to the table and left the door closed but didn’t lock it.

The interview went on easily for about 10 minutes. Mr. XXX wanted to know where I’m from, my previous experiences, etc. However, it changed…

He started asking me personal and unlikely questions. He said (not in these exact words but exactly meant what he said), “In this modeling agency, we make sure that we get to know our models intensely. That’s why, I will be asking some personal questions to you, and I expect you to take these without malice.” With that statement, should I or should I not think of anything malicious or — to boot, scandalous that might happen during the interview?

It felt uneasy during the interview. I was feeling damn stupid that I want to slap his face for forcing me to answer his questions.

He told me to get out of my shell and free myself from being untrue. He even accused my boyfriend for being gay, and me for being a bisexual. He ended up asking me if I am open to have a relationship with another guy other than my boyfriend. I freaking said, “NO!”. Then, he answered with a baffled face.

I don’t think this is the kind of industry I want to work with. You are awful, Mister. Do not make a mess of the business that has made lots of personalities famous today.

After the interview, I told my boyfriend everything about it. He just wants me to tell everyone about that experience. So here I am, blogging about it.

Last stop: Quiapo

I know this wouldn’t be that interesting anymore but please allow me to include this. We went straight to Quiapo to buy an acoustic box for our upcoming gig. (I’ll try to post a video or pictures of our first ever gig that’s gonna happen on the 19th.) And then, we met an old friend there. Afterwards, we went home.

Reminder:

If you want to know who the hell was Mr. XXX (because he’s too X-rated!), please send me an email or message me in Facebook. I’ll tell you every single detail about his agency.

P.S.

Before posting this blog entry, I noticed an IM saying “Hi”. Guess who sent me the message? It’s Mr. XXX! Eeeeeeeekkk!