“Sheila Cull? Good news, a client selected you from 120 others to represent them for the packaging show, availability?”
My
headshots remained with Chicago modeling agencies. I forgot to call
and mention the coma. It was after the catastrophe; the same time I was
re learning that two plus two equals four.
“Really? Package? I have to package something?” I asked.
“You've never done a Trade Show?” The agent asked.
I paused. “I don't think so.”
She said, “It's four consecutive days, you stand and smile. It pays five hundred a day, can I book you?”
“Oh my God? Yes!” I shouted.
Trade
Show modeling at Chicago's McCormick Place, I used to get hired, but
never a second time. Brain damage recovery is slow. My mental and
physical aberrations were too obvious. But the photo didn’t show
anything mental or physical. Instead it showed my face and hair.
Executives of the world’s top companies, those Trade Show clients, are
proof that you can’t trust just a picture.
Sheila Cull
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