Then off to Paramount to read for a small part in MacGyver. It was evening by the time I got to Paramount.
The audition turned out to be in the Writers' Building, where William Holden hung out in Sunset Boulevard. To my shock, I was kept waiting for a half hour. I felt so affronted that I almost stalked out. But I stayed, read my lines, and did something cute. When the line says that I told someone to "terminate" MacGyver and he says, "Who me?" I'm supposed to say, "Do you see anyone else in the room?"
Instead I said, "No not you. Nixon."
The producers laughed, and I had the part. In this one, I get to shoot a prop machine gun. At MacGyver. From a flying helicopter.
I'm so glad I didn't walk out. Humility always pays off. Always.