| The Audition Two minutes. One hundred twenty short seconds. The rest of my life depends on less time than it takes to pop a bag of microwave popcorn. Did you know that a commercial break during "Must See T.V." takes longer?!? My future relies on an audition that has to be shorter than news updates on the radio! That's kinda scary. No, actually, that's really scary. What if I forget a line? Or don't smile? What if I smile too much? I'll probably trip and fall. That would be so like something I'd do. (Making sure laces are tied tight.) "No pressure," they say, "Just have fun." I have to prove my ability as an actress, director and playwright in two minutes and there's no pressure?!? They've got to be joking. My entire existence is hanging in the balance. All my life I've looked forward to university. I've worked hard, and I even got a scholarship! Now, here I am, less than five minutes away from the start of all my dreams...or my worst nightmare. I hope I look okay. There's nothing stuck between my teeth, is there? (Showing teeth to audience.) Maybe I should put on more lipstick...or maybe I shouldn't have worn any at all... AAAHHHHHHH!!! I'm going crazy. I wish it was my turn already...I feel like I've been waiting forever. Oh no...(Begins shuffling feet and looking uncomfortable.) I have to go to the washroom. Oh, hurry up! Please! Just let it all be over. (Sits with face in hands, legs crossed tightly.) (Startled.) Yikes! The just called my name. (Nervous) It's my turn. I'm not ready! Where's my script? I need a drink. I can't take this! (Sitting down, bewildered.) They just called my name again. I'd better go. It's going to be okay, no pressure, it's just the rest of my life. (Stands up, shaking and unsure.) (Doing each as it is said.) Deep breath...head up...shoulders straight. Here goes nothing. (Walks across the stage, then trips. Almost falls, but regains balance. Smiles weakly and the audience and exits.) |
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