WET

                                   


This is a Dyson Air Blade Hand Dryer.

It's a marvel of technology. It's brilliant really. I have nothing against the Dyson Air Blade. 


Funny story. 

I auditioned the other day. Nothing unusual there. I audition a lot for a lot of different things. 

It was a particularly warm day. I've mentioned before I'm a sweater. Not as in cardigan but as in I perspire. Especially when it's hot. Especially when I've had to walk several blocks because of parking. 

You probably have this image in your head:


                                              


No. It wasn't that bad. I just had a little sweat on the brow. I have a full beard now and my hair is a longer and thicker and I was wearing Uggs. I'm kidding. 

I realized I had some time and just wanted to freshen up. Splash a little cold water on my face and walk into that audition a new man.

I did just that. I walked into the men's room, walked over to the composite marble sinks and splashed away. 

It was then I realized there were no paper towels. None. Not even that awkward little stack that's absorbing all the water splashed onto the counter. You know the one. The one no one uses because you don't who put it there and besides there's only two dry towels sitting at the top.

What the bathroom did have was one of those Dyson Airblades. 
Which, when you have a wet face, is about as useful as a cactus when you're reaching for toilet paper. It'll work but you're not going to like doing it or how you feel after.


So. There I am. Dripping. 

                                           

Well. It wasn't that bad.

What to do? What to do?

I tried to stick my face down into the air blade and scoop the air up onto my face. Like I was trying to smell soup in a pot. That didn't work. I tried bending as far into it as I could but I feared someone would walk in, and, well, you know. Where do you even begin?

I shook like a labrador retriever. I got a little dizzy but then all actors are a little dizzy. So...

I finally just sucked it up. Not literally, mind you. I just dealt with it. 
I stopped dripping and headed out to wait my turn in line.

Sometimes that's all you can do. 
Lesson learned. Always a bring a towel.

And so...now you know.

Just keeping it reel.

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