The days when people find out if they made Harold Teams at UCB are always so odd. It’s like the most exciting day for some (!!!!yay you guys!!!!) and a miserable day for others (it’s okay dudes).
It was hard to realize it at the time I auditioned (almost exactly 6 years ago) and didn’t get on a team, but these things are really just a small step in the larger landscape of life, as intense as they seem at the time. After auditioning (pretty sure I did a scene with my now-dear friend John Reynolds) I got a callback, to which one guy showed up drunk. Surely you can imagine the quality of improv that came out of those 25 minutes.
I did all my callback Harold scenes with a guy who was extremely smart and funny - he was supposed to call me the next day if he heard anything, but didn’t because he felt bad when he found out he made the new team (Dillinger) and I did not. Six years later, that guy is my husband. So you know, you just never know what’s going to come from these things.