Over There

This was only an audition. I had zero hopes of getting on this show. I never get the stuff I audition for. Not that I’m complaining…I’m only telling the truth.

There were three of us women. It was the first day of shooting. One of us was going to be a soldier’s wife.

We waited around for what felt like an eternity but was only about an hour and a half–even got to hear the ‘This Is The First Day of Shooting’ lecture that the 1st AD inevitably gives. But were we going to be part of the family? Only one of us.

The 2nd AD took our pictures and joked with us.

Then we left.

I didn’t bother waiting by the phone…

It, of course, didn’t ring.

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