um, what?

Well, this is a first for me.

Just got off the phone with my agent (who has become, like, a different person upon my return, all caring and sensitive). Remember I spent a couple of months in Steak City two years ago? The show I did there is being remounted in a couple of different places around the country. And half the original cast is coming back.

Unfortunately, the director doesn't remember who I am.

Yeah.

That's a little insulting. I mean, I spent a month with the guy. We have friends in common. I auditioned for another one of his shows. And he doesn't remember me?

I'm kind of speechless.

My agent basically called to say, I'm submitting you for this, and you'll definitely get an audition, but the writing's on the wall - don't expect to land this one.

Amazing. Just when you think you've seen it all, the business finds another way to wound you.