Just a little lighthearted smathering from my novel (don’t want to giveaway too much!) Trudy sets out to find her first job…
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Unforgettable (Trudy’s Story)
Copyright 2011 by Donald Philip Massetti
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This is a novel based on the true-life events of Gertrude Abate.
Aside from immediate family, names have been changed to protect the privacy and the rights of all other individuals.
Trudy opened the classified section of the newspaper. This was a big day for her. She thumbed through the pages scanning the want ads waiting for something to catch her eye.
The war was in full swing and with so many men away in the service; there seemed an endless supply of job possibilities that, much to Trudy’s delight, required “No Experience Necessary!”
With her heart still set on a career in show business, what she really wanted to do was seek out an agent and acting classes. However, Trudy knew if she even so much as alluded to such a thing, her mother would bring down the hammer. Well as the old saying goes “there’s more than one way to skin a cat.”
The mind of a small-town, seventeen-year-old girl can be an amazing and magical place and Trudy was no exception. She recalled that according to all the fan magazines; Lana Turner was discovered sipping a soda at the lunch counter of Schwab’s Drug Store. That was a perfect example of being in the right place at the right time.
“Hmmm…” Trudy pondered, “I wonder if I’d have similar luck?”
Of course the young girl knew that she couldn’t spend all day sipping sodas at counters hoping for the best, but she could try to find a job that might be advantageous in getting her to the right place. Then all she would have to do is wait for the right time to follow.
She thought for a while before deciding that everyone, no matter how important their job, will stop into a coffee shop at some point to grab a cup of coffee or a quick lunch.”
Then it caught her eye. “Waitress wanted for busy midtown coffee shop in Manhattan’s theater district. No experience necessary. Will train. Start immediately.”
“Perfect!” Trudy thought. The theater district, where all the producers, directors, casting agents and even fellow actors gather! It shouldn’t take longer than a few weeks before someone spots her.
In her mind, Trudy envisioned exactly how it would all unfold. She would be waiting tables when a man in a pin-striped suit comes in and sits down.
He’d order a cup of coffee; probably black and Trudy would notice that he was reading Varity. She would strike up a conversation about the trade magazine being the “bible of the entertainment industry.” The man would be quite impressed and ask her how a waitress knows so much about Variety. That’s when Trudy would smile and explain that she wasn’t really a waitress. She was actually an actress waiting tables because she needed the money until her big break comes along. The man would be delighted to hear this news. He would confess to Trudy that he was a big-time Broadway producer. He’d go on to say that he always keeps his eye open for new talent and present her with his business card.
“Come on down to the theater” he would tell her, “I’d like you to audition and show us what you got. We’re casting for a new show and I’m looking for some new fresh faced talent.”
Whether or not this could truly happen was irrelevant, because in Trudy’s mind, it was a reality. She had certainly seen it unfold just like this in countless movies over the years. If they’re writing these stories, it must be based on some truth. So, Trudy headed on down to apply for the position of coffee shop waitress with all the confidence in the world that this job was a stepping-stone to theatrical success.
As soon as she turned the corner of Forty Sixth Street just off of Broadway, Trudy felt a rush of excitement. She could see the Fulton Theater marquee announcing that Josephine Hull, Jean Adair and Boris Karloff were staring there nightly in Joseph Kesselring’s “Arsenic and Old Lace.” This was really Broadway. The Broadway that Mrs. Harris had spoken about. The very place that the kindhearted theater teacher had said she hoped to see Trudy performing on stage one day.
Trudy could almost feel her adrenaline pumping through her body. She was so close to recognizing her dream and she could not have been happier.
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What do you think happens next? Does she take a coffee shop job or does something else come along? Does Trudy actually get an unusual break? Ahhh… sorry, those answers are in the book.
Until next time,