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Oops... I Did It Again...
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Everyone's favorite second-string actress strikes again!

Okay, so auditions were over and I got a call saying I didn't get a part in Thoroughly Modern Millie.  No biggie since that meant my already limited free time would remain at its present level and not constrict even further.  I did agree to be the assistant costumer (i.e. back-stage pinner-upper and quick-stitcher) and help with props, though.

But no!  Somebody who initially made the cut was forced to drop out, which meant that there was a spot open in the chorus.  Guess who the director called first? 

You guessed it, everyone's favorite second-string actress!

Why "second-string"?  Let's look at the history... spring '05, the Clarksville Little Theatre was running a production of The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas and ran short of whores.  Er, actresses.  Whatever.  The point is, I was asked to fill in for it already a month into rehearsals.  Did the part, learned the dance, sang the music, show closed, went home, end of story.

Fall '05... I didn't bother to audition for the local PAC's autumn musical as it was 1776 and had an extremely limited number of female roles.  Two.  Then a friend of mine called up, distraught that his Old Time Radio show was missing an actress to fill two key roles: one as the weak-kneed Hausfrau Dorothy in "On a Country Road" and the other as the seductive femme fatale Miss Stringler in "The Chickenman" (yes, the latter is a comedy, in case you wondered).

Guess who picked up the two spots with less than a month 'til showtime?  Yeahsureyabetcha.

So ya see?  Lightning does strike thrice.  At least to directors in need of an actress who can fill in in a pinch.  Maybe next time, they'll just cast me sans audition and save themselves the inevitable panic-attack.

2006-08-07 21:47:57 GMT





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