So we had a casting session today. It went about the same as all the other casting sessions--lots of guys reading for Tucker, lots of girls reading for the two female leads--except we are now into the smaller roles, so we are reading more people and they are coming in for shorter scenes.
About halfway through today's session, this tall, good looking guy comes in. He is wearing a pink polo shirt. Since the SlingBlade and [PWJ/GoldenBoy] roles are basically already cast, the only male role we are reading for is Tucker. Why the FUCK would this guy come in to read for Tucker in a PINK POLO SHIRT??
It gets worse. He pops the collar and rolls the sleeves up, one roll per side. I can't take it anymore.
Tucker "You're popping your collar?"
Actor "Yeah."
Tucker "So this is what you think that character would do? Pop his collar?"
Actor "Yeah, definitely."
Tucker "Seriously, you might as well leave now."
I literally pointed to the door. I swear to god. I was fuming; it was all I could do to not punch this dude in the face.
He looked confused, and sheepishly put the collar back down and rolled the sleeves back. Everyone in the room was looking at me like I was a dick, but you know what--at some point, you just have to put your foot down and stop the insanity. No one is going to come into my casting room and pop their collar to read for Tucker Max. Call me an asshole fine, but I am not a fucking collar-popping douche bag.
Then Joseph started reading the scene.
Joseph [he only got about six words into it before I realized...]
Oh no...
Tucker "Wait...you're not reading for Tucker? You're reading for [Fratty]?"
The entire room--Bob Gosse, Max Wong, Joseph Middleton, Deanna, Ben, and the actor--busted out laughing at me.
Tucker "Oh shit. Dude, I am SO SORRY. I thought you were reading for me. I was wrong, you were right. Fuck!"
It took everyone another five minutes of laughing at me and busting on me before we could go back to the scene. And the actor put his collar and sleeves back up.
I was mortified. I had totally shit on this guy, dressed him down in front of everyone for making a choice that I thought was completely wrong, when in fact, I was the fucking idiot who didn't know what role he was reading for. That might be excusable, except that it was printed on a piece of paper, right in front of me, that he was reading for [Fratty].
I guess that makes me an asshole AND a douche bag.
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