I was an estate agent for three years. That was pretty grim.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had an agent who spent eight years - eight years! - trying to sell my stories. She sold other people's work; she just didn't sell mine.
I tried for years to get an agent because I was told you needed an agent. The agent-hunting process was grim indeed.
After I dropped out of college at the age of 19, I became a mortgage broker, and when I went back to school I thought about going into real estate law. I probably would have made a lot more money and died of boredom by now.
While I was in high school, I started working professionally and got an agent.
My father is an actor, so he brought me into his agency when I was young. It wasn't something I wanted to do until high school, when I started taking theater and really liked it. Then an agent found me and wanted me to come out to Los Angeles and give it a shot. I gave myself six months, but it only took me like a week to get a job.
The first four and a half years was me in the studio every day, writing songs for other people. I had jobs, too - eleven jobs. I worked at Kinko's, Fatburger, Subway - I was a sandwich artist - and I was a claims processor at Allstate Insurance.
Back in the day after I won my first pageant there was an agency that was getting me work on the side.
I never had trouble getting an agent. I went out and got my first couple roles, and literally within six months I never had to have another job other than acting.
I got into real estate very much by accident.
Over 17 years, I took on banks, landlords, real estate firms, local governments, anybody who treated anybody unfairly.