So. It happened and I am writing this straight after I've gotten home. I loved every second of it. The characters were amazing. I forgot my lunch but it was OK. I am performing Ridcully tomorrow for one show as well as moving backdrop for two shows. At interval we walked around outside in costume and just hung out for 15 minutes. So amazing! My name was even in the cast list! Afterwards I felt like I was walking on sunshine. Someone was planning to go home with no trousers on! Naming no names of course... *cough cough* F *cough cough*
And then? Then, I get picked up.
It's like my part doesn't even matter anymore. I am asked once by each member of my family how it went. Then they ignore me and start talking about the musicians.
Yes, I know they did amazingly too, but can it be about me for one minute? I am such a minor part, just being crowd and moving backdrops, but I am on more than the leads. I want to know that I did well. I want them to ask me to tell them everything. I want to be asked to talk for a change. I want to be congratulated. Just one night of fame for me. Please.
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