Channelling Donald Trump?

Wendy certainly was this afternoon. 

I worked the day shift at Rock Around The Clock today, and i was a brilliant Marilyn Monroe waitress! I was so convincing as the goddess herself, from my soft, seductive voice to the blonde hair, red lipstick and white flowing dress that blew about in the tropical breeze every time a customer entered and the old, wooden door swung open. I looked glamorous and fabulous… as per usual.

But Miss Manager Wendy is under the impression that i was (and i quote) “so obsessed with looking and acting the part of Marilyn Monroe that i forgot what i was actually there to do… be a waitress!”

I have never heard something so preposterous in my life! I was merely trying to give a believable performance and enjoyable fifties experience to all the fans that entered the diner! There’s no harm in that!

To that, Wendy replied “News flash! You don’t have fans.. they are just hungry customers… none of them even know who you are… no one will ever be your fan, and you know why? BECAUSE YOU CAN’T ACT. Your Marilyn Monroe wasn’t even that convincing.”

NOT THAT CONVINCING?!?! I have been working on that impression literally my entire theatrical life and for old bag Wendy to try and tell me that it was less than perfect was simply mind-boggling! Who does she think she is?! She owns a stupid themed restaurant in the slummy area of Los Angeles… she wouldn’t know class-A acting if it smacked her in the face! She wouldn’t know anything about glamour, about acting, about fame and the wonderful world of Hollywood! She’s pathetic… I am brilliant. Aren’t I… Aren’t i???

Her and Betty would get on like peas in a pod, stupid old biddies. What Wendy said really hurt, and for some reason I just can’t get it out of my head! She’s got me doubting my craft! How dare she! 

Ohh these emotions are going to be hard to shake… but i must, for i am an actor, a lover of the theatre, a person of strength.

and Wendy’s final words?

 

YOU’RE FIRED.

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