Chapter 28 – Just Enjoy What Comes to You Monday January 4
My morning started early, as I had to be at the studios for
“You ready for this?” Caryn asked.
“Yeah. I could’ve used some more sleep, but let’s get this started.”
“Our first stop is
“Isn’t that where Craig has a long monologue, and I just stand there?” I asked.
“He is the draw,” Frank said.
I tamped down my competitive side. It was all about selling the movie, not me. When we arrived at the studio, we found the guy from our studio with Craig and Kent. Craig ignored us when we came in.
“Tammy Shafer will be interviewing you this morning. She’ll do a brief introduction, show the clip, and then do a five-minute interview,” our studio guy told me.
I stepped up to Craig.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” I asked.
“I’ve done this hundreds of times. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Just follow my lead,” Craig said and then walked away from me.
Kent grabbed me before I followed Craig.
“He thinks you’re upstaging him,” Kent said.
“How could I do that? The movie’s already done.” I said.
“It was the interviews yesterday. Everyone who saw Craig asked about you and what it was like to work with you. They had all just been in the interviews with you and Bree before they talked to him. That, and you have more interview requests than he and Bree combined,” Kent said.
“I had nothing to do with that, and in fact invited Craig to join us,” I shot back.
“I know that, but he doesn’t get that you tried to help him. Don’t worry, I’ll get him in line,” Kent said and left to find Craig.
Hearing how Craig was acting made me mad. His ego was about to get him his ass handed to him.
Tammy Shafer stopped in to meet us. She was as nice as she seemed on TV. I was sent to makeup and didn’t see Craig again until we sat down to do the interview. We weren’t on the main set. They’d set up a side set with our large movie poster and a smaller one showing Bree, Elizabeth, Craig, and myself in our full
“You look like a cartoon character,” Craig snorted.
“You look like a nerd,” I said, not missing a beat.
“Up yours,” Craig responded.
“Bite me.”
Frank was suddenly on set and pulled us both apart.
“I don’t know what your problems are, but you better make nice, or you might not like what happens.”
“Yes, sir,” I said.
“Suck-up,” Craig shot my way.
“If you don’t settle down, you’ll be pulled from the interview,” Frank said.
“You know what? I’ve had enough of this shit,” Craig said and stormed out.
Kent and the studio rep ran after him. Frank found the producer to explain that Craig wouldn’t be joining us. When it was time, I was handed an
“This week, a highly anticipated film,
They showed the clip of Craig’s character, Royal, giving his talk, and then it was back to us.
“Alright, we are so excited to have David A. Dawson with us this morning.”
“Thank you for having me. I hope I get to come back to see you again someday,” I said.
“If the reaction of my teenage daughter is any indication, I’m sure you’ll be back. Tell me what it was like …”
I guess I did well because they let me keep the coffee mug. The studio rep and Frank were happy. They must have missed the eighteen interviews I’d done yesterday and the many I’d done playing football.
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Next up was
“Hurry, you’re on in one minute,” he said.