As I expected, I didn’t get a call back.
As I left the DC United game (Super fun! And they won! I must go to more games this season!), I looked at my phone saw two missed messages. I pushed a series of buttons to see my missed call log, and it wasn’t any unknown callers. I said to a friend, “OK, there’s still 9 more minutes before 10. It could happen.” I looked back at the phone eight minutes later. I watched as the time changed to 10 p.m.
Anywho, still proud of me. No way in 100 millions year would I have thought I would’ve tried to audition at this time.
Next time will be harder because I know I’ll want it more.
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