AUDITION
5/26/04. Afternoon. Work.

I'm zipping through the audition tapes, putting together a little compilation reel to help us make the next round of selections, and suddenly I see a familiar face. Out of 250 people, here's the only one I recognize, the one guy who works at that restaurant over on 15th street. We go there a lot, and it's always the same two guys working, but they don't wear nametags, so I have no idea what either one's name is.

So I go ahead and hit 'play' so I can watch his audition. Ten seconds in, I absent-mindedly glance at the TV over to my left, just as a commercial comes on.

For the restaurant where this guy works.