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Today I had an audition for a commercial at GO Studios in Vancouver.

It was 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 on time!

There were a few actors seated and waiting for their call.  I filled out the paperwork and then sat and waited for my call.

The role was to play 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 light tan Dockers, which would probably appear white on camera anyway.

I looked around the room and noticed that of all the actors, and 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 – be confident and go in there and be a believable Mario, the Ice Cream Man.   I’m usually not nervous when I audition, but today was different because 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, as I jumped to my feet when the casting director called my name!

Great!  Now my light tan pants have a large, dark, wet spot on the front!  I’ll have to audition in front of a camera in wet pants.  They’ll probably think that I peed myself!

The casting director explained 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!” screamed the casting director.

I quickly looked up at the camera, but the look on my face was one of embarrassment.  I shrugged my shoulders, which made me look even more pathetic.

“Okay, Daniel, the next part is for you to act happy and dance to the music.”

I immediately started dancing, while at the same time trying hard to smile.

“No, Daniel, not yet – wait for the music to start!” cried the casting director.

Anyway, I finished the audition. And as I walked out of the room, I noticed a couple of actors staring at my wet pants.

“It was for a Depends commercial,” I muttered, without missing a beat.

I wonder if I’ll get a callback audition.

Dedicated to my actor friends

Hugs,

Danny

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Daniel (Danny) St. Andrews

An almost famous Film, Television & Stage Actor (as in almost pregnant) living in Vancouver, BC His other passions include cancer patient advocate (he had stage 3 throat cancer), walking with the Vancouver 'Venturers Walking Club, and of course, spoiling his dog, Holly Golightly. If you like the stuff he writes about - please leave a hug (or a comment).
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