Maybe it's time to rethink the commercial audition. I have to turn my
attitude towards them from one of disgust and contempt into something a
little more productive. Instead of lamenting having no copy, I need to
embrace the freedom of going in there without having to prepare. Instead
of being turned off by goofy questions, I need to be stimulated by the
chance to be creative. Instead of wondering why I haven't booked a
commercial EVER in the six years I have been in L.A, I need to wonder,
"Who's going to be lucky enough to burst me onto the commercial
scene?"
Well, I'm not buying any of this shit, are you?
CAMERA GUY: OK. What's your name?
ME: Hi. I'm John Ducey.
CAMERA GUY: What's the most unusual way you've ever asked somebody out on a date?
ME: Unusual way, huh? Mmmmmmm? Well, there was one time when I was going to ask out a deaf girl. It was half a dare, but I had someone show me how to say "Do you want to go to dinner on Friday night?" But after I asked her I found out I had been taught, "Do you want to take a bath Friday night?" I did get the date, though, but only after rephrasing the question.
CAMERA GUY:Great. Thanks.
ME (vomiting in the corner): Yeah. That was fun. Yippee. I'm embracing the fun, antic-riddled commercial audition process. Wheeeeee.