Charles Reznikoff

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.