How to Avoid the End-of-Contract Sads
The end of summer can be tough. Will you ever work again? Does your day job want you back? Is your boyfriend seeing someone else? Fear not, you fragile little dancer baby! Here are our favorite coping strategies for when the contract ends and the dread sets in!
Crafts can be very therapeutic. Make cards for everyone in the cast. Except fucking Sheila. She knows what she did.
Ask if you can stay for the next show: subtlety is not the key here. If they liked you in Grease, they’re sure to like you in Medea too!
Make a last ditch effort to sleep with Atticus Finch. It’ll distract you from the impending void of unemployment.
Really make a name for yourself by forgetting all your lines in the final show. Blame your grief.
Spend some time on Linkedin: it’s not useful in this industry, but it must be useful to some industry, right?
It’s ok to eat your feelings every once in awhile. Eat all the remaining food in the fridge. You don’t have to fit into that corset any more anyway!
Turn the tables and try giving notes to the director. This is a fun way to remind her that you’d be willing to come back next year as an unpaid directing intern.
Sing all your solos at quarter speed as a means of dragging out the final performance. If the show never ends, you don’t have to leave (which means you’re still #bookedandblessed)
Steal Sheila’s audition book before you pack up. BAM. Now there’s one less actor in the industry.
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