Brandon Beckham Aylor
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My First Wednesday in FL
I went to a movie audition for a “Christian” movie, despite my misgivings about acting for people’s imaginary friends. I had set the audition for an hour before I had to to work because the community center I was told it was being held at was 10 minutes from the office where I worked. I arrived at the community center in the email, surveying the park it was in, only to see no film crew, and no one waiting outside as advertised except a portly, balding African American gentleman talking to himself in gym shorts and a blue Carolina Tar Heels hoodie in the distance while he did karate and a hunched over homeless looking man wearing all red with his head cast downward sitting on a park bench near the entrance. Could this be the site of the crips and bloods finally making peace in the Tampa area? I did not want to stick around to find out, but I swallowed my visions of gang shootouts and gatherings of street thugs and chains and went inside the Community Center where I was immediately greeted by the sweat soaked humidity laden air of a fitness center, because that’s how they build community down here, the middle class divorced overweight people come to sweat out their pre-alcoholic aggressions on treadmills and stair masters, instead of their children.
By Brandon Beckham Aylor4 years ago in Geeks