Every part of that audition was...
Anyone want to take a wild guess as to why he called me seven times today? So it's number eight, while I'm on the other phone with my mom and she tells me to answer it.
Let me set the scene: It's 6:52pm. I'm in my sweats and my hair it thrown back. No make-up. Don't care. A little annoyed.
"Hello."
"DD!!"
"Yeah?"
"Your audition is at 7:40 tonight!"
No, he's most definitely mistaken, "No. It's at 7:40 tomorrow."
"No, DD. Tonight. I checked this morning. We thought we were signing up for Monday, but the sheets were out of order. You're up in 50 minutes."
I'm an ass. I think too much of myself. So, I was put in my place tonight. I threw together the best audition outfit I could think up, slicked my hair back into a low tight twist, put fast audition make-up on, and the comfiest, but best audition shoes I could come up with on. ALL in ten minutes mind you. I looked up a joke on the internet as fast as I could. Then I grabbed my water bottle, my coat, and flew out the door. I went over the joke in my head on the way over, tried to practice introducing myself, but knew no matter what I did then, I was screwed to hell. All of this because I was too self-glorifying to answer the phone. He's just a nice guy who really wanted me to audition for this opera. Just a nice guy who wanted to inform me that my audition was 24 hours earlier than I had thought. Of course I had no way of knowing, but still. Just the fact that I wouldn't answer it. If I had answered it the first time (11am), I would have had 8 more hours to prepare. God. Now would be a good time to gag me with that sock and shove me off that bridge. I screwed up my audition big time. Screwed up my entrances, no expression, blah blah blah. But let's face it, I did it all for a boy, my heart wasn't in it. That just goes to show you that you gotta do it for you.
Now for that bridge.
But first--homework!
Let me set the scene: It's 6:52pm. I'm in my sweats and my hair it thrown back. No make-up. Don't care. A little annoyed.
"Hello."
"DD!!"
"Yeah?"
"Your audition is at 7:40 tonight!"
No, he's most definitely mistaken, "No. It's at 7:40 tomorrow."
"No, DD. Tonight. I checked this morning. We thought we were signing up for Monday, but the sheets were out of order. You're up in 50 minutes."
I'm an ass. I think too much of myself. So, I was put in my place tonight. I threw together the best audition outfit I could think up, slicked my hair back into a low tight twist, put fast audition make-up on, and the comfiest, but best audition shoes I could come up with on. ALL in ten minutes mind you. I looked up a joke on the internet as fast as I could. Then I grabbed my water bottle, my coat, and flew out the door. I went over the joke in my head on the way over, tried to practice introducing myself, but knew no matter what I did then, I was screwed to hell. All of this because I was too self-glorifying to answer the phone. He's just a nice guy who really wanted me to audition for this opera. Just a nice guy who wanted to inform me that my audition was 24 hours earlier than I had thought. Of course I had no way of knowing, but still. Just the fact that I wouldn't answer it. If I had answered it the first time (11am), I would have had 8 more hours to prepare. God. Now would be a good time to gag me with that sock and shove me off that bridge. I screwed up my audition big time. Screwed up my entrances, no expression, blah blah blah. But let's face it, I did it all for a boy, my heart wasn't in it. That just goes to show you that you gotta do it for you.
Now for that bridge.
But first--homework!