Great Expectations

A few weeks ago, I received an email asking me if I'd be willing to donate my time to perform for a charity benefit concert. I was told there would be one rehearsal on Tuesday, and then the show itself on Thursday. I agreed, and booked the time off on my calendar.

A week or so later, I got an email from someone else in the same organization asking me to come to a planning meeting that night. I told them I would not be able to make it, as I worked that night.

Some more time passes, and I get an email telling me to come in for rehearsals on a weeknight. Again, I worked, so I had to say no.

A day or two ago, I got an email from someone else again telling me I had to attend mandatory rehearsals for the next four days. I am not available due to commitments I had made in the interim.

The show is next week.

Here's what I wrote:

When I agreed to perform for the charity benefit, it was with the understanding that I would be attending a rehearsal on Tuesday, March 24 and the performance itself on March 26.

Since then, I have been receiving emails from a variety of people asking me to attend meetings and mandatory rehearsals which I cannot fit into my schedule. I am unable to put this many hours into this project as I work in the evenings, and am a director of a performance troupe which is in the midst of preparations for an upcoming show.

In the future, I suggest that expected rehearsal times and meetings be included when approaching a tentative performer. If the two days I was originally told about are sufficient, I am still available. However, if the time I offered is not, then I must respectfully demur.

I really, really hope that doesn't come across as snarky.

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Photo du Jour: 2 for 1 special

Yesterday, I felt like a bag of smashed assholes.



Today, I feel much better, but another filling came out. That's two in two weeks, I think. Nice record.

You want a piece of me, boy?