Rehearsing all week, working all weekend and being without my 57 Chevy is the Pitts!

 

November 18, 1964, Wednesday

Sandy picked me up from school because my car was being fixed. After rehearsing the Senior Play, she picked up my car and parked it in front of the school. I just went home.

November 19, 1964, Thursday

Just worked on the play after school. We’re not doing too well. I just can’t seem to throw myself into it. It’s too dumb and senseless! I’m going to be embarrassed to have people come see it. After school, Pearl took my car, but didn’t pick me up, so I had to walk to her house and just went home.

November 20, 1964, Friday

Worked on the play after school then went to Pearl’s. We were just too tired to go anywhere, so we just stayed home. We didn’t even go to the Football game. It was the Homecoming game. Freda Martin won and her Princesses were, Nancy Guinn and Angie Bourland. We won over Beverly High School. I just went home and went to sleep by 10:30, because I have to get up and work at Jack’s Ranch Market in the morning.

saffrons rule homecomming

 

My social life has come to a complete halt since I have to rehearse every night for the Senior Play, work at the crack of dawn every weekend and to add insult to injury, my car is in the shop again.  Nothing is fun anymore, not even Saffrons, it’s all boring, tedious and repetitive.  Life use to be so much fun the first half of this year, what happened? Being an actress is just hard work, having a job is for the birds and being without my bitchen car is the Pitts!

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About saffronsrule

Sharrie Williams is the author of The Maybelline Story and a direct descendant of the Maybelline Cosmetic Family. Great niece of Maybelline founder Tom Lyle Williams. Buy a signed copy today.
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