Voices
They never expect to meet with
rejection. “Too fat! Too thin! Too
loud! Too soft!” Most of them go
home. I stayed.
I was excited about my first acting venture. My agent sent me to
the apartment of Mae West. Most
young people today don’t remember her. She was a diva who traveled all over the world in a stage
show with six adoring males. At
the appointed time, 7 in the evening, I went to her apartment and
was ushered into the living room.
I found about 10 good-looking
guys also waiting for the audition.
Mae West sashayed down the
staircase. She was, surprisingly,
a small woman walking on dangerously high heels. She looked
around at the applicants. I was
the first one to be rejected.
Finally, I got an audition for a
small part in a Russian play with
an all-star cast. My part was to be a
young Russian soldier who was getting ready to go to war. He is saying goodbye to the trees around his
house. In the middle of the stage,
facing the audience, he cries out to
the trees, “YAHOO!!” I didn’t get
the part. However, as a small consolation prize, they still gave me
a job. When the actor who got the
part for which I was rejected called
KIRK
DOUGLAS
HUFFINGTON
09.01-08.13
out “YAHOO!!