Unlike most casting operations, they did actually make good on their word, and within two days reached out and confirmed a booking with me. The call sheet included wardrobe instructions: no patterns, no shorts, sleeves at least ¾ length… and the address of a cheap hotel in North Hollywood.
He didn't touch me. He didn't argue when I cut him off. He stopped when I told him to and left me alone. But he followed me for about ten minutes. From getting off the bus, walking to the corner store and waiting for me to leave, then trying to block my access to the sidewalk, it didn't dawn on me … Continue reading For Valentine’s Day, I Found Out I Might Have a Stalker