My explanation didn't seem to make anyone feel better.

Occasionally a guard with too much gumption will think to question my presence but I can sense this as I'm walking up & immediately go on the offensive and demand to know why Larry hasn't met me here and where he is, then scoff and walk past them when they don't know. Larry isn't even real.

Our union president said the other day "remember they changed the entrance and if you go to the wrong place you won't get in" and I laughed and said "oh they'll let me in." As if being stopped by security was ridiculous to me (it is).

In reality this is because people hate their jobs and don't want to deal with me but as a result I have fully delusional levels of confidence when it comes to walking into basically anywhere I need to be, even if I am "not allowed" to go in there.

And OH MY GOD NEVER put a performer in high-vis reflective material. Holy shit I think I have retinal burns are you kidding me who the fuck approved this wardrobe decision