Dylan stood in his bathroom, eyeing his slender frame and boyishly handsome face in the mirror, tugging at the collar of his crisp white dress shirt that peeked out of his navy blue sweater. It was the beginning of summer and over ninety degrees outside, but it was the only thing he felt comfortable in. That, a pair of jeans and his favorite brown leather boots. He ran a comb through his straight sandy brown hair then glanced down at his wristwatch, which not only matched his boots but also doubled as a fitness and health tracker, allowing him to monitor his routine, sleep patterns, and vital signs. It was a little pricier than most of the other models on the market but well worth $119.
Leaving the bathroom, he grabbed his keys and his messenger bag on his way out of the apartment. Throwing the leather strap over his shoulder, he slipped into his blue Honda Civic and headed to the community college. Since the mediocre acting gigs weren't paying the bills and auditions were scarce, he used his experience and knowledge by making his living as a theater teacher. He sighed deeply, his mind wandering back to earlier that week.
Monday afternoon he lost his temper and blew-up at his students because they spent most of their lab time goofing off instead of taking their assignment seriously. They weren't in first grade anymore. There was no excuse for this. If they weren't committed to being professional actors and actresses, what the hell were they doing in his class? Matter of fact, if they didn't get their act together soon, he wouldn't bother showing up at all, which honestly wouldn't be so bad. He could use an afternoon off and he sure wouldn't miss the stress.
But would his disappearing act have any effect on his students? Probably not.
Maybe it was time he start looking for another job. Nowadays, the only jobs with equally as flexible work hours usually involved working in a drive-thru or dealing with rude customers. If that were the case, he might as well stay right where he was. Besides, he loved teaching and acting was his passion.
But as soon as he landed that starring role, he was getting the hell out of there.
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