Bad news.

Checking my voicemail at lunch turned up this little ditty:

Hey Randy, It's Lauren calling with the Memphis Grizzlies. I just wanted to call and say thanks so much for coming to our PA auditions last week, unfortunately you were not selected as one of our finalists.But again, thanks for taking the time to come and audition! Take care, I hope all is well. Byebye.

Naturally, I didn't expect to actually get the job (there are trained voice professionals in town against whom I was up, whom I was up against, whom against up I was who are all bastards, and the callback was the extent of what I was hoping for, but having your rich fantasy life shot down makes for a less-fun Monday.

I guess I'll just have to come back and audition to sing the national anthem.