It was Monday, October 5, 1987. 

I was pretty much on top of the world. 

I’d sold three stories to Saint Paul neighborhood papers the previous week – $170 in income – plus a voice-over job (another $150), which pretty much covered my bills for the month. 

And now, it was gravy.

I got a call around four in the afternoon from one of the talent agents I’d been talking with.  She told me there was a gig in Edina at 7 that evening, for a regional group of Ford dealers. 

Of course, I’d take it.

I jumped in the car and raced to a little studio just off of France Avenue and 494.   I walked into the studio; a producer and engineer were waiting, editing some other audio. 

The producer – an attractive fortyish woman – handed me the script; just a single :30 second read – and asked if I wanted to pre-read it while they got a tape ready. 

I read through the copy.  The woman and the engineer smiled “Perfect!  Jeez, I wish we’d have had tape rolling!”

The engineer spun up a tape on his console, and I took a deep breath and ran through it again.

She nodded her head. “Perfect!”. 

And that was it.  I worked all of three minutes for $150.

Less the commission, of course.

Still – I could learn to love working like that.

Still could, come to think of it…

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