My husband has been on me for quite some time about trying out for a game show. One in particular has been the
Who Wants to be a Millionaire show. We only really talked about it when it first came out (evening show with Regis), but it recently came up again.
Chris discovered the show was having auditions in Nashville last Friday from 9am - 4pm. I was in the middle of Vacation Bible School chaos when he told me about it and I told him he was nuts to think I would go right after I got out of the last day of Bible School. He kept pressuring me and I agreed that I would go to
Opry Mills (large shopping mall area where the auditions were being held) and see what the line was like. I basically went to make him stop talking about it and figured that if the line was too long then I would just go shopping - no big deal.
When I got to the location there were TONS of people in line. I talked to the lady from the show at the start of the line and told her that I knew she had answered a bazillion questions, but that I had just come from VBS craziness and was wondering how long of a wait I was in for. She told me that I actually shouldn't have to wait too long as they were taking in 200 at a time for testing and there were a few spots still available for the next group that would be going in within the next 30-60 minutes. I figured I would stick it out. As I started talking to people in line I realized some of them had already been waiting almost two hours as each group took quite a bit of time in the testing area once they got in there. And there were a few in line that knew people that had taken the test earlier in the day and told them how hard it was and that only a few people actually passed the test. hmmmm....2 - 3 hours of my life that I will never get back only to be told I didn't pass the test - great!
Once we were finally allowed into the testing area (inside a
Dave & Buster's conference room area) we were crammed into rows of folding chairs (cumfy). Then a large envelope and a testing sheet were handed to us. The show was actually testing for two types of show: a special movie-lovers week of shows and the regular shows. The movie one was first- 30 questions in 10 minutes. I felt like I knew a lot of the answers, but had no doubt that I didn't pass that one. They took up that test and handed out the regular show test. This one was pretty hard, but (amazingly) I actually knew a lot of the answers - not sure how that happened, but if any of you know who
Bob Ross is then you will understand my joy in knowing the answer to What shade of color is
Cerulean?
So both tests were over and we had to wait around for the test results - great, more wasted time - I don't have many moments alone without my kiddies (they were at Nana's) and I'm sitting in a room with 200 strangers when I could be out having a good time.
We were given a numbered magnet when we came in and that was the number we had to put on our tests along with our names. Mine was 185. The tests were finally scored and the producer that was leading the testing started calling out the numbers for those that passed the movie portion of the test - about 4-5 people. Then they started calling out those that passed the regular test. "Number 1, Number 122, Number 67, Number 185"......"WHAT!!!!!" I yelled out loud. Surely there had been some sort of mistake. But no - they had called my number. Holy cow! I couldn't believe it.
Those of us who had their number called out were told to go into another smaller room where we would be interviewed by a producer of the show. Of course at this point I am still amazed that my number was called. A guy with a polaroid camera took each of our pictures so we could put them with our questionnaire that we had filled out while waiting in line. So we had a quick interview with the producer and were then told we would be getting a letter from the show within the next 2-3 weeks letting us know if we would definitely be a part of the contestant "pool".
So now I am just waiting to hear from them hoping to be a part of that contestant pool. I still can't get over all of this, but my husband is having quite a good time telling me, "I told you so". He is also quizzing me whenever possible on various trivia questions and letting me know when the Millionaire show is on during the day so I can "study up". Oh my.
Feel free to email me with any random trivia questions as I know I'll need the help. Even if I get on the show I am terrified that I will be the person that gets out on the $100 question - ha!
