This week, I was presented with one more bit of evidence that our industry, my career, is like none other. It’s unique in a lot of good ways, yet some not so good.
In response to my rhetorical yet obligatory how-was-your-day query, my 16-year-old tax deduction shared how a woman had happened to sit in on her high school drama class this particular afternoon. My logical and immediate response was, "Why?" According to my own thespian-wannabe, the woman, a fan of the arts, was there to take notes.