A dilemma as I made my way to a House of Cards casting call for extras last year.
It was tempting to hang with him instead, have a leisurely lunch, and call it a nice summer day. And not waste an entire afternoon I’d never get back.
Sure, I’m glad I did the casting call for the experience. Even though this gentleman was clearly much nicer than that dastardly Francis Underwood. Yeah! Take that, ya meanie!
Having binge-watched season 3 like everyone else, I’m even more proud to say I got this close. Granted, the season got off to a slow start with a ridiculous storyline at times. But things got good again by the end, IMO.
Can’t wait for season 4. But I’ll let someone else stand in line this time.