My agent dropped me because of the Carlos™
This is starting to get hysterical.
As the fearful little animals scamper to a safe, dry spot on the sinking ship of lies, characters are exposed and karma is radiantly beautiful.
My agent from the Gersh agency, who is the same guy that represents Carlos, spoke to me on the phone today. He told me that he was being “put in the middle of this thing, and forced to make a choice.” He said that Carlos wanted to get on the phone with me and end this once and for all, and get this… wanted an apology.
If I didn’t do this, he wanted the Gersh agency to either drop me, or he would leave them.
I told them that was fucking hilarious, and said that it’s been fun working with them. The fact that they would even consider asking me to do something like that meant I was going to leave them anyway, but the sheer stereotypical “hollywood” nature of conversation actually fucking shocked me.
It was like a scene in a movie. Not even a current movie. More like that Kevin Bacon movie “The Big Picture” that was about the evils of Hollywood from the early 90′s.
I hung up the phone and laughed out loud. A real, hard, pleasure filled laugh.
Now can you IMAGINE if I was a young, struggling comic and all this shit went down? THAT is the really ugly part of it.
Now you know why people don’t speak up about this shit.
Hollywood eats it’s young.
At least the Gersh agency does.
What a fascinating, and intriguing life this is turning out to be.