I can hardly keep the shock out of my voice. I’ve been in the mountains with my family on a ski trip for the past three days, and I’ve been away from all communication. We were in a cabin in the mountains, and nobody got cell reception up there. It was actually kind of nice to unplug with them for a few days while we all played in the snow. But when we got down the mountain, my phone came to life, and I had a slew of missed calls and texts telling me to call immediately. I thought someone had died, but no. It was actually Rita, the chick in charge of me, running around like crazy. Normally I don’t have a problem with a booking because when I get called for a shoot, they’re scheduled months in advance. Now my agency is telling me that I have to get my butt on a plane right now, so that I can be in Los Angeles tomorrow. “Yes. The marketing director was very specific.” I hear Rita let out a sigh.
