Autobiography: Hollywood
XVII
These gentlemen are great; they are paid
a dollar a minute. They will not answer
if you say, Good morning;
will neither smile nor nod—
if you are paid only a dollar or two
an hour. (Study
when to be silent, went to smile.)
The director who greets my employer loudly
and smiles broadly, reaching for his hand and back,
scowls and glares at my greeting. Now I understand
why he managed to give me only his fingers
when we were introduced. Why do we go to such trouble
to teach me that you are great?
I never doubted it until now.