Blech.
Can I have a do-over, please?
I get to my audition with plenty of time. I get sides - I prepare sides. The fabulous casting people let us know who's in the room, that they're nice, etc. I get in the room - the clients say "let's pick out a script for her..."
Now, at this point I have two choices. Choice A: pipe up and say "Hey, I've been preparing side X - would you like to see it?" Choice B: keep my mouth shut, see what they come up with and go with it.
I chose Choice B. I chose poorly.
Choice B wasn't that bad. I read it once, they said "let's get you off the page with it, do it again." I did it again, trying to be more off-page. They said, "Okay, let's do it again completely without the script." So I did. Three more times. With redirection between each, etc - and let's just say that improving (that's improv-ing, not trying to make better) dialogue on a script I've had one minute to prepare and two read-throughs - well, it could've gone more smoothly.
BUT - I was easygoing, professional, I took the direction (though it didn't result in a stellar performance) and I did the best I could. And I warned the other girl in the waiting area that they might change scripts on her due to gender.
So there's some karma for me, right? 
I'm playing hooky from class. I was falling asleep on the way home - stopped in Carlsbad to hang out before class, ended up sleeping in the car for an hour - decided I had things to do (which I do, and time-sensitive things too!) and punted. I'm a little cranky about that audition, I'm going to do my toenails or something.
Oh - and my agent has fewer headshots on the shelf than she did two weeks ago. How fabulously wonderful is that? Oh wait, now I can be neurotic about why I'm not getting called in off those submissions....
I get to my audition with plenty of time. I get sides - I prepare sides. The fabulous casting people let us know who's in the room, that they're nice, etc. I get in the room - the clients say "let's pick out a script for her..."
Now, at this point I have two choices. Choice A: pipe up and say "Hey, I've been preparing side X - would you like to see it?" Choice B: keep my mouth shut, see what they come up with and go with it.
I chose Choice B. I chose poorly.
Choice B wasn't that bad. I read it once, they said "let's get you off the page with it, do it again." I did it again, trying to be more off-page. They said, "Okay, let's do it again completely without the script." So I did. Three more times. With redirection between each, etc - and let's just say that improving (that's improv-ing, not trying to make better) dialogue on a script I've had one minute to prepare and two read-throughs - well, it could've gone more smoothly.
BUT - I was easygoing, professional, I took the direction (though it didn't result in a stellar performance) and I did the best I could. And I warned the other girl in the waiting area that they might change scripts on her due to gender.
I'm playing hooky from class. I was falling asleep on the way home - stopped in Carlsbad to hang out before class, ended up sleeping in the car for an hour - decided I had things to do (which I do, and time-sensitive things too!) and punted. I'm a little cranky about that audition, I'm going to do my toenails or something.
Oh - and my agent has fewer headshots on the shelf than she did two weeks ago. How fabulously wonderful is that? Oh wait, now I can be neurotic about why I'm not getting called in off those submissions....

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