The costumer looked at me, then at my paperwork and back at me. "Don't these casting agents ever look at your photos? You are NOT a business man type, you are a stoner - beach bum type." "Uhm, well, yea, I guess I could play that. I don't really like the beach though." She turns to her coworker and announces "I found the one to wear "THE" shirt." Evidently the lead wardrobe lady has a favorite shirt that she likes to work into the background of films she works on.
I really dig watching the wardrobe people work. I'm not a clothes type of person. However, I see the art of what they do with costumes. The one who dressed me showed thought and enthusiasm in her work, they all did. Where else can I get a girl half my age to measure my inseam.
I wore the shirt and shorts given to me, along with a pair of Jesus creeper sandals. After much searching a straw pork pie hat that could fit my head was added. When I emerged with my sunglasses on, the second wardrobe lady shrieked "THE DUDE ABIDES!" A reference from one of my favorite films. We start shooting in a couple of weeks. I hope I don't start getting type cast as an unemployed stoner.
Are you employed, sir?
You don't go out and make a living dressed like that in the middle of a weekday.
Is this a--what day is this?