A Totally Screwed Up Audition!
I can’t believe I screw up this bad! And all I could think of during the audition was, that I totally screwed up, which made my audition even worst.
David, a TH member, posted a casting notice for his play workshop on Tribe and also on another casting website. I asked him, if I could post the casting notice in the Women In Theatre newsletter, since there were a few mature roles for men and women, and our members would appreciate the casting notice.
He said that it would be a great idea and when I also told him that I would love to be considered for one of the roles, he told me to email him my headshot and resume.
After my submission, David emailed me back and told me to come for an audition on Monday the 16th.
Well, in my big excitement, I didn’t realize, that the email said audition. I, for some stupid reason, thought that I was reading for the part (+ other roles, as he considered it in the email.)
On the morning of the audition (or the reading as I thought) I talked to my Agent, who was asking me, if I would consider adding a last name, because I don’t get called in for auditions.
This conversation didn’t last long, but it gave me a late start to the reading (audition) and I jumped on my bike and hauled ass to get to the given location. (I’m glad I was on my bike, because cars were in gridlock all over because of constructions and accidents.)
As I arrived at the Pico building I had to find a secure, non-moving, non-city property object to lock my bike to, because they didn’t have any bike racks. (Maybe some of you folks out there could help me put the word out to request bike racks at every public facility.)
When I locked my bike up, I got into the elevator, rode up to the 11th floor, and I see all these great looking, dressed up ladies, waiting outside the room, that is marked “Auditions.”
First I thought I was at the wrong place, but then I realized that I myself was wrong at the right place.
Ooooooh, I got so upset at myself! I went to the bathroom, to try to cool myself off. My face was beet red from racing my bike across town, I was sweating (not glowing this time) like a pig and I wasn’t dressed up. Waaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!
I couldn’t do much about my looks and as soon as I got out of the bathroom, one of the assistants called my name and I had to go in.
I tried to keep a cool face (even though my blood was pumping and the veins on my temple must have been bulging) and said hi, and started to read with another assistant (who is already cast for the play) for the character that was assigned to me.
As I was reading, so was David the director who was auditioning me. Hmm. He should be looking at me, I thought, but maybe my beet red face was so distracting that he couldn’t handle the sight.
So now I’m really pissed off at myself for not being prepared in any way. I was auditioning, when I thought that I was just reading for the workshop and the director can’t even bear looking at me.
My head was pumping, I was beating up myself internally while trying to maintain cool and put together.
I’m sure they thought the worst of me, and I don’t even want to imagine what their thoughts could have been.
I screwed up this one worst then I ever screwed up any audition. It will take me a while before I get over this.
But I think I owe a HUGE APOLOGY to David and the ladies in the room for wasting their time.
I will read the emails better next time and I will not show up unprepared ever again for any audition (or reading!)
