The FanThe FanThe Fan by FC-Punk
By FC Punk
It’s so busy today. I’m hurrying about the restaurant taking orders or bringing customers their meals. I work at a restaurant in Los Angeles as a waiter. It’s tiresome work but it pays the bills, but this just supplements my real passion. I’m an actor and I’ve been in several plays and musicals.
I love acting, I love pretending and being lost in something else. Escaping.
I sigh. Acting is great but it can’t sustain living in the City of Angels. I just need to work harder at perfecting my craft. I’m going to eventually hire an agent to get me some sort of work on camera. Be it commericals, a soap opera, or hell even a bit role in a motion picture, I don’t care! I want to be great at what I do, I’ll take horror, comedy, action, drama, I want to be a jack of all trades!
I go to a table to take an order “Hi, my name is Jim, and I’ll-” I suddenly stop mid sentence. The person sitting there was none ot