Today I had an audition for a commercial at GO Studios in Vancouver. It was scheduled for 1:30 PM, so I left home at noon to give myself plenty of time to drive into the city. I got there at 1:29 PM and rushed up two flights of stairs to the audition reception area. Good; I made it! There were a few actors seated and waiting for their call – so now I just had to fill out the paperwork and wait. My role was Mario the Ice Cream Man and I was supposed to dress for the part. It’s been quite a while since I last saw an ice cream man but I was pretty sure that their clothes were all-white. I had no problem with the white shirt, white running shoes and white socks but I haven’t owned a pair of white pants since the Saturday Night Fever era. However, I did have a pair of light tan Dockers which would probably appear white on camera anyway.
I looked around the room and noticed that of all the actors, I was the only one dressed in white. Maybe it’s painters that always wear white – or am I confusing them with guys working in a bakery? Never mind I thought – just be confident and go in there and be a wonderful Mario, the Ice Cream Man. I am not usually nervous when I audition but today was different – I was so rushed getting there on time. When I finally got seated and opened my bottle of soda water it sprayed all over me! Most of the bottle emptied on my lap and as I jumped to my feet the Casting Director called my name. Great! Now my light tan pants have a large dark wet spot on the front and I have to audition in front of a camera.
The Casting Director told me that the first part of the audition was for me to be showing a look of surprise or shock. That will be easy I thought as I looked down at my wet pants.
“No Daniel, look at the camera!” yelled the Casting Director.
I quickly looked up at the camera but the look on my face was one of embarrassment. I kind of shrugged my shoulders which made me look even more pathetic.
“Okay Daniel, the next part is for you to act really happy and dance to the music.”
I immediately started dancing, while at the same time trying really, really hard to smile.
“No Daniel, not yet – wait for the music to start!” cried the Casting Director.
Anyway, I finished the audition and was walking out of the room and passed a couple of actors who were staring at my wet pants.
“It was for a Depends commercial” I muttered without missing a beat.
I wonder if I’ll get a call back audition?