- Do I belong to Gen Y yuppie culture? Check!
- Do I feel unhappy and constantly plagued by a vague feeling of sorrow and loss? Check!
- Do I believe that I’m special and unique and the only reason for aforementioned unhappiness is that the rest of the world has yet to catch on? Check!
- Do I have expectations that don’t correlate with reality, ones that make me feel chronically dissatisfied? Check!
- Do I look at other people’s lives (on Facebook, Instagram, in the check out line at Trader Joe’s) and think they’re better off and prettier and smarter and richer and having better sex and are all around better people than I am? Check!
- Will coming face to face with said arrogance, entitlement, “special” thinking make me feel lousy and even more understood and cause me to find solace in True Blood reruns, further perpetuating my feelings of being cheated out of what’s owed me? Check!
I can’t help it! I grit my teeth and squirm in my seat and crunch up my nose whenever I have to watch myself on camera. And I’m supposed to be an actress for goodness’ sake, but I still find it kind of grueling. I’ve gotten better– when I was young, the sight (and sound– don’t you find that taped recordings make your voice sound like something totally alien and separate from yourself?) of my recorded self sent me running for a bottle of arsenic. Now I can watch without getting too squinty-eyed and slack-jawed about it (even though, good lord, my head is doing this nervous bobbing thing and my eyes are doing this weird squinty thing).
Yesterday I taped a segment with Huffington Post Live on restaurant tipping. Lynn and Abe set me up with the interview and it was fun. Before we even started, my cheeks were a little achy from smiling so much with the Huffington Post folks. Nancy Redd was so encouraging and friendly. There are a few technical hiccups near the tape’s end, but it was a great way to spend a Tuesday afternoon.
You can watch the video here!