Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Go to the Audition, Even if you're late!!!

So, there I am, on the road driving to an audition. keep in mind that I left in PLENTY of time for there to be a zombie apocalypse on the way there and still arrive in time. However, it is LA and apparently, the traffic decided to extra- suck today. I'm never late to anything and especially and audition, so I FREAKED out. I'm sitting in traffic, the time is approaching, I was too dumb to write down a phone number to communicate and then the stooooopid TomTom confuses me, so I take a wrong turn and when I finally get there, I am in the wrong parking area... I got frazzled, then mad, then I got to that point where I was just over it and didn't care anymore. I'm about to turn around and go home. I'm done. I walked in thirty minutes late and I just thought, "well. If they want to see me, cool. If not, I know I did everything in my power to make it." Turns out, they didn't really even notice I was late because of all the other girls reading. PHEW! See? I was freaking out for no reason. I did profusely apologize anyway. I'm not sure if that helped or hurt, but I'm sure I'll find out.

When I got into the room, I commented on the director's movember mustache and after that we just talked like we were friends. He let me read to him and play off him, which was fun. I read the first time and the second time he told me just to do something "different." I asked  him if he wanted to see something specific, but he chose to stay with different, so I did very different... though I personally think my first read probably made more sense with the script, but whatever. Then we talked about San Diego for five minutes since we're both from there and discussed scheduling, which I suppose is a good thing? Anyway, it was nice, but in a non-polite genuine sort of way... all these casting directors and directors can be so fake polite, it just pisses me off. I felt good about the read and I had prepared for it going over the script for a while, which helped. We will see, but mostly the moral of this little story is to show up, even if you're super late. Don't they say "showing up" is like 80% of the work? Or something like that...?


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