Well, at least the uncertainty is pretty much gone: If the strike’s not settled by the end of next week, then next Friday’s my last day.
At least I got the courtesy of a warning so I can get my shit together both physically and financially, unlike the last time I got canned.
It sucks, but I’m getting paid for two more weeks than the entire crew and most of the production office, so I’m still in a better position than most.
And now, to try and trim the nonexistent fat out of my budget…
At least you get the satisfaction of someone actually telling you you’re out of work. I get to listen daily to absolutely nothing on the casting hotlines.
And Les Moonves just gave a statement saying essentially they don’t agree on stuff. Yay.
🙁