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Girl Bar Prologue

Girl Bar Prologue

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Reprinted from Girl Walks Into A Bar by Rachel Dratch by arrangement with Gotham Books, a member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc., Copyright © 2012 by Rachel Dratch.
Reprinted from Girl Walks Into A Bar by Rachel Dratch by arrangement with Gotham Books, a member of Penguin Group (USA) Inc., Copyright © 2012 by Rachel Dratch.

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“Hey, I know you!” 
said the stranger.I was on Third Ave in New York, emerging from theStarbucks.“Hi,” I said.The stranger turned to his friend and nudged him. “Youknow who that is?
, man!”The friend gave a vague, fake nod of recognition. Thestranger tried to convince his friend to be more excited.“She’s
!” He turned back to me. “What’s your nameagain?”“Rachel.”“Yeahhhh! Rachel! Man!
The friend looked down the street, wanting to move on.Awwww! I miss seeing you on TV! I never see you in mov-ies or anything anymore!” said the stranger.“Yeah, well . . .”
“What happened to you?!” 
How to answer 
this question: What happened to me?Where have I been since you last saw me on TV?
know whereI’ve been. My friends know where I’ve been. They see me allthe time. But, to the comedy-viewing public—
Where have I been? 
Sometimes people think I’m still working, because theysee me on reruns of 
Saturday Night Live
King of Queens
.People think if they see you on reruns, that means you’reworking. No. You are sitting in your apartment watching JudgeMathis. That’s what you are doing.Don’t get me wrong. I’m still a vibrant part of the showbizcommunity. My agent still calls with offers for work. It goeslike this:RRRIIIINNG! RRRIIIINNG!“Yay!” I think to myself. “It’s my agent!”“Hi, Rachel. Is this a bad time?”“No, not at all!” I hit TiVo to pause Judge Mathis. He isabout to deliver a verdict to the girl being sued by her motherfor wrecking her car.“We’ve got an offer for you.”“An offer. Great!” An offer means you don’t have to go inand audition—the part is yours if you want it. It’s my lucky day.“It’s to play the part of Cammy.“That sounds awesome!”“It shoots in November for two days.”“Great!”“Cammy is the lesbian friend of the two leads.”“OK!”
“Now, in the script it says she’s three hundred pounds, but just ignore that.“Uh-huh.”“You have three lines.”“Hmm. Um. Can I think about it?”“Sure. Give it some thought. I’ll circle back.”“OK. Bye.”An hour goes by. I finish up my courtroom duties for themoment and move on to my other career: amateur psycholo-gist with Dr. Phil. I kind of detest him, but I get a secret thrillat how pompous he is. I also love how his wife, Robin, sits inthe audience smiling every episode and that’s her job. Rightnow, he’s speaking to a mom who is addicted to Oxycontin.
“Now, I’m not gonna tell you that what you’re doing is even alittle bit OK? ’Cause it’s not?” 
RRRIIIINNG! RRRIIIINNG!No way. It’s my agent again!“Hello?”“Hey, Rachel. I got another part here.”“Yeah?”“They want you to come in and read for the part of Ginge.”“OK. That sounds funny;
we’re getting somewhere.“So don’t get put off by the character description. Keep anopen mind.”“Hit me.”“Ginge is the chief of police.”“OK!”“It says in the script she’s a fifty-five-year-old bull dyke.Obese. But they want you to put your spin on it.”

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