Encouragement in unlikely places

I work at a movie theatre.  That entails a lot of the crap that you would think of when you think of working at a movie theatre . . . since I know all of you do that so often.  I take out lots of trash, sweep up lots of other peoples' messes, and generally going around unseen.  Or take tickets.  Or work behind a concession counter.  So, to keep myself sane, I sing.  I sing a lot.  People talk about me when I'm not around I sing so much.  Like, "What do you think of Chris?"  "Is he new?"  "Yeah, he's the one who sings all the time."  So, yeah.

Today, I'm singing "The Schmuel Song" from The Last 5 Years.  I've been singing it particularly a lot lately because I'm considering working it up as an audition piece for grad schools.  I walk into the break room at 1 AM after my shift singing the end.  You know, "Have I told you today how lucky I am to be in love with you."  I finish the song, and one of my coworkers looks up and says, "You know, you should be a singer.  You're really good."

I love to sing, but I acknowledge that I'm not the best out there.  I can carry a tune, find a pitch, and imitate good vocalists.  But I would certainly not call myself one.  This, however, encouraged me.  While I may not be able to sound like a star on every song I sing, if I can do it on this one - WHICH I PLAN TO AUDITION WITH - life will be just a little bit easier for me.  I think.