Mama needs a new pair of shoes

Tonight I auditioned for another game show. They didn't mention anything about restrictions for people who've been on other game shows, so I figured I'd go and see what I could do. They were short-staffed, so the auditions took waaaaaaaay longer than they should have (I was there for nearly four hours), but I think I did pretty well in the three minutes I had to show them what I got. Perkiness has its privileges. I think they really dug the pregnancy thing when they asked me to tell them something cool about myself. They smiled big and asked when I was due. I totally played up the pregnancy card in my interview and the HUGE application I filled out. Em Dash needs a college fund! And a bigger place to live! Show me the money! C'mon! The show is normally filmed in NYC, but they're filming some shows in LA early next month. They told me I did a good job and hopefully I'll hear something good from them soon! I got to drive my shiny new car across town to the auditions, held at a hotel. When I got back to my car, I saw that someone had left me a note. My first thought was, "Crap! Someone backed into my car!" But when I pulled it out from the windshield wiper, it said, "People make mistakes dick! FUCK YOU!" Um, jigga what? Jigga who? Honestly, I don't think that's meant for me. When I pulled into the parking lot, there was hardly anyone there, and no cars on either side of me. I was well-within my allotted parking lines. And as Brent noted, people don't usually call girls "dicks." When I left, there was some big party going on at the hotel's restaurant. My guess is that someone at that party was pissed at someone else from that party, who happens to have bought a brand new car like mine. Or maybe someone parked really poorly next to me, and then someone else who parked on the other side of them didn't like the way they parked and left them a note about their crappy parking job. Then the offending parker thought I left the note. Who knows? I immediately checked my car for damage, like tire slashing or keying, but it appears to be fine. I'm not worried about some crazy stalker. Like I said, I don't think it was meant for me. Actually, I find it humorous because it sounds like someone was pissed for being reprimanded for their own stupid mistake. Whatevs. "Which one of you thought this was the game show where you were asked how often you and your spouse made whoopie?" - George Gray, Weakest Link