I have had a couple of agents/bookers in my time. Some good, some great and some fairly two-faced, passive aggressive ones.

I make a point of being nice and very thankful to all my bookers because basically I think it’d be a pretty shit job. Dealing with ungrateful, moody girls who are always unhappy about something and not to mention what problems clients would bring to them, I imagine is fairly crap day in and day out, but if they don’t do what they’re suppose to I don’t take it lying down, it’s a business after all. 

One day I was in having a meeting about the plan moving forward with one of the later mentioned types of booker. I’ve mentioned in a previous post that i’m not the Victoria’s Secret, girl next door species of model. We were wrapping up the meeting and she was chatting about my clothing when she said “what do your parents do?!” I explained dad is a musician and mum is an artist and she looked me dead in the eye and said “that explains it all. You’re not going to turn out exactly normal are you”

WTF does that mean, like really lady, WTF.