While enjoying my morning routine of interwebs and procrastination – yes, I know I’m trying to cut down, but sometimes a gal has a moment of weakness and that moment is every morning ever.
Anyway, while browsing I came across this fun nugget of trivia that I’m sure everyone but me has probably already stumbled across. Apparently Kingofthebritishgentlemen Tom Hiddleston originally wanted to audition for the role of Thor in the Marvel Universe.
According to rumours, he actually got close to the final audition rounds before director/Shakespeare God Kenneth Branagh pulled him aside to gently break the news that they weren’t going to be offering him the part-
“Ken told me that every actor has something for free. Jack Nicholson has an irreverence for free, Anthony Hopkins has a majesty and gravitas for free. Idris Elba, who plays Heimdall in Thor – and, by the way, anyone who’s been complaining about a black actor being cast as a Norse god is just crazy; this is a fantasy world, for goodness sake – has a watchful gravitas for free. He explained that what I have for free is that I can’t turn off my intelligence. Therefore Loki would be much more up my street.”
How cool is that thought? That there’s some trait that’s so inherently you, that it’s just suffused into every role you’ll ever play- no need to work for it, it’s always just there. And the more I think of it, the more I can list actors and their ‘freebies’. Morgan Freeman has that playful God vibe, Helen Mirran (my queen) has that edge of ‘don’t mess with me bitch’- And Hugh Grant? Floppy fringe. I don’t think he can act without it
Acting world aside, I got to thinking of my own Freebie in the real world- the part of my personality that is just waiting to burst out. I would say that mine is enthusiasm. Push the right buttons and I will gush at a hundred words a minute about something I’m passionate about (you don’t want to be near me when you’re complaining about an unexpected bill, or how you don’t have any savings). The same will happen if anyone even breathes about a theatre piece I love, or some passing obsession that I currently have. It’s like my brain is wired to thrive on that endorphin kick I get from being ridiculously over-excited about anything.
I think I look like this…
But I really look like this…
For so long I’ve spent time apologising for my random outbursts, or trying to pretend that I am waaaay cooler than I actually am by moderating my responses (sound familiar?).
Recently I’ve started to wonder if maybe it isn’t just better to embrace that side of myself. And if I come off a little manic (and maybe a little ax-murdery, as has been mentioned in the past) then phooey- playing a serial killer is definitely on my to-do list anyway.
And if I know what makes me a little more ‘me’, then maybe that will help me pinpoint when I’m losing myself a little. If I can’t be bothered to muster a kitten scratch or a suggestion than an actor should roll their fifteen super funds into one account, then something is wrong in my life and I need to identify it. Because not having the time to scratch a kitten? Definitely not me.
So what would your freebie be? Is it something that you’re happy to indulge in, or something that only your nearest & dearest get to see? Maybe you have the dryest sense of humour, or you can’t help working to turn any room you walk into into a place of calm. Maybe you don’t even know what yours is yet (Hiddles clearly needed some help). Or am I raving (with enthusiasm) on a topic that isn’t really applicable in the real world?
Mention to anyone that you’re an actor, and invariably the first response you’ll get will be somewhere in the ballpark of “Cool! What have I seen you in?”
If you don’t have a suitably recognisable response lined up, you’ll probably get a vague knowing smile and the sinking sensation that you’ve been filed under the category of “actor”‘ (aka bless her, she’s still clinging to those dreams).
But just because an actor isn’t appearing in the latest blockbuster, doesn’t mean they’re not making a reasonable living. Here a few jobs that you’ve probably never realised that actors are getting paid for right under your noses (and yes, I’ve done most of them).
Ah yes, the only time I get to dress like a fancy office worker (I secretly get office-wear envy, I love a good pencil skirt). Corporate work can encompass any number of different jobs, from filming informational videos to using improvisational skills as role-players. Want to train your staff in dealing with difficult situations in the workplace? Hire actors to portray the customer of nightmares and let the training ensue. Now doesn’t that sound like fun?
I’m sure you’ll be reassured to discover this job exists- I know I was when I first stumbled across it.
Similar to the above, simulated patients work with training medical specialists to ensure that when they actually encounter real-life patients, they’re ready for it! Simulations can be recorded for education purposes when it isn’t ethical to record an actual appointment, or can take place ‘live’ in an examination setting.
‘Communication stations’ in medical exams are usually used to asses a candidate’s ability to communicate appropriately, on top of all their medical knowledge. As easy as it sounds, experienced simulated patients are highly valued because of the high-emotion situations that are normally portrayed. Faking a cough may sound like an easy job, but I can promise you that after eight hours of sobbing over a dire medical diagnosis, I’m using every last bit of my actor training to keep my ‘performance’ real, and that headache has nothing to do with my acting ability.
Got a great product? Need to tell a lot of businesses about it at presentations or conferences? Hate standing in front of a crowd? Hire an actor! We can remember huge amounts of tech-heavy jargon, thrive on engaging a tough crowd, and we don’t scrub up too badly either. Product presentations are my favourite thing because (super nerdy moment) I get to pretend that I have this whole other life as my product hawking alter ego aka lady version of Gus from Psych. (She likes stationary and long walks to the coffee cart for pastries. Just in case you were wondering)
While voice acting is a legitimate career of its own and there are many talented performers who specialise in it, a lot of screen and theatre actors also work behind the mic to record ads, voiceovers, videogames or dubbing- even that annoying voice thanking you for your patience after 15 minutes on hold. Voicework is the best (mostly because I can turn up in my comfies and don’t need to worry about that strange bald spot my fringe makes for once).
I don’t even know what this involves. I just know that there are funny suits with white balls, and some actor is probably getting paid to move in it. It sounds awesome.
As I write this, winter is slowly creeping in on Melbourne. The trees are dropping leaves and nights are cool enough that I’m sleeping snuggled around a hot water bottle. I miss the feeling of sun soaking into my bones, and the way it lingers on the corner of my couch when I have time to sit for a morning coffee.
Maybe it’s the change of season getting the best of me, but I’m also feeling as though life is stretching me thin at the moment. I haven’t had two days in a row off in forever (at least it feels like it) and I can feel my poor body struggling to keep up with the endless balancing act of my bill paying work and the ‘work’ of building an acting career. I get a sort of tightness in my brain that makes me crave a cabin in the woods somewhere with nothing but green as far as the eye can see.
My soul needs this…without the stabby stabby
Failing a cabin, what would you suggest? How do you cope when life is getting a bit much?
Banks are funny things. Credit cards are funny things too. There’s something about turning money from something heavy and real to numbers in a computer that seems to make it much less…worthy. More like monopoly money that we shuffle among ourselves than real, valuable currency.
Prior to this year, I’ve never had a credit card. I was burned my first year out of home when my bank offered a ‘complimentary overdraft’ on my account of $2,000. It vanished in a matter of months (a good chunk of that went on a shopping spree when my little sister came to visit), and I’m pretty sure I was paying it off for the next two years. Lesson learned! There’s nothing more depressing than getting a paycheck and realising that none of that money is even technically ‘yours’- it all has to go straight to the bank.
Cut to five years later and I was finally tempted back into the world of credit by an unmissable offer on a card with no annual fee. I’m pretty on top of my spending now, so as long as I was careful to pay off my card each month, I was getting 50,000 frequent flyer points for free! How could anything possibly go wrong?
Ahhh, but here’s the thing the credit card companies know that we’ve all probably figured out the hard way – chances are, you’re going to be unconsciously spending a buttload more if you’re putting it on plastic.
Don’t ask me how it works, I reckon it’s hoodoovoodoo. All I know is, for the three months I was putting every payment on card, my spending was sitting a lot higher than it normally would- even though I have a rock solid budget and I knew exactly how they were trying to hook me!
Now I’m not saying I’ve been flashing around dolla dolla bills y’all…
Does anyone think that getting hit by a solid gold coin would really hurt?
…probably worth it though
…but a brunch here, a book purchase there- it all starts to add up across the course of a month. And if you’re not seeing those purchases appear on your statement for a few days, it’s easy to forget that it even happened, and so you’re ok to spend juuuust a little more until that hideous bill arrives at the end of the month. Hoodoovoodoo!
So I’ve tried being a credit-carrying adult, and I guess I failed? Or maybe realising that I was altering my spending habits means that this counts as a pass (after all, you should never let the bank win).
This card came with a year of free usage and as a newbie to the credit card rewards world, I have to confess that I’m still bemused and amazed that every month I’m racking in more frequent flyer points off my daily spending than I did flying to the other side of the world (!!) I still have seven months of free card usage before I have to cancel it, so it seems a waste to leave it in a drawer and miss out on some of those points that could help me get back across the world in the next few years. But how to do it without having to chip into my savings to cover that extra bit of free spending I’ve been suckered into?
I’ve decided to come to a compromise- bills are going to keep going on the card, but for the rest of my spending, cash is back to being King, baby. I’m going ol’ school and withdrawing my spending money for the week until I’ve built up my savings again. Time to go back to filling that piggy bank with change!
Yes, I’ll take any excuse to GIF my spirit animal
This post was triggered by the extremely disturbing ‘debit card for pocket money’ that facebook threw up at me because apparently it thinks I should have spawned some rugrats by now. It looks like a great idea on the surface- parents can preload cash for their kids and the app seems to have integrated savings system- but with Visa pulling the strings, it all gets a little icky. On top of an annual card fee for the pleasure of not handing your kids cold, hard cash, I’m not sure parents should be comfortable letting one of the biggest credit card companies in the world groom your pre-teen for credit card ownership. What do you think?
Keep your face always toward the sunshine – and shadows will fall behind you.
― Walt Whitman
It’s easy (for me, at least) to spend a fair bit of time thinking about where my money is going- or rather, where it’s vanishing to.
This month I want to start spending more time thinking about where my money is going. And yes, that is a very important set of italics.
I’ve reached a stage with my money where I’m no longer the panicking, impoverished arts student. I wouldn’t say that I’m functioning with a grown-up level of income (what’s a real job again?) but I am at a point where it’s time to start thinking about how my spending is serving the world – what lives am I changing, what values am I representing?
I’ll be the first to raise my hand and confess that I’m frequently guilty of going for the bottom line. Why bother spending top dollar on some boring essential when I can duck down to Big W and get what I need for just a few dollars? But it’s time to stop kidding myself (and yes, this hurts). More often than not that bottom dollar is supporting sweat-shop labour, unsafe conditions, and probably terrible environmental practices.
If I’m voting with my money, then I sure don’t want it to be going to those people. I want to live in a world stuffed full of companies that are truly trying to make a difference! Hell, I want to live in a world that still looks like our world in fifty years. If that means shopping a little more mindfully and perhaps forking out more for businesses that support my goals, then I guess that’s a small price to pay.
WALL-E is adorable, but not if his world becomes our reality
While I’m at it, I’m going to do my best to support the people with the dreams! The good folk in my area who have taken the dive and are trying to make good when the whole world says they can’t. I’m talking delicious freshly baked breads, beautiful plants (from somewhere other than the supermarket I’msosorryIcan’tleavethemtheretheyneedmeeee), handmade ceramics, locally grown organics, coffee from that new spot that just needs time to become the next big thing. Doesn’t that just sound like the dream?
And maybe I will have to make some sacrifices to follow through. Maybe I cut down my takeaway coffee habit to so there’s money to pay more for my veges, or maybe I save for the items I truly want to bring into my life from suppliers that I honestly want to support. The great thing about having a budget is that it’s totally possible to look at your spendings in black & white and re-evaluate as circumstances change.
I’m not going to lie, this is going to be hard for me. After so many years of being dirt-poor, parting with more money than I absolutely have to is going to take some getting used to. But I’m going to take a big ol’ breath and let go of the reins a little, putting my money where my mouth is. Because what’s the point of money, if we’re not using it to make the world a better place?