Ah. hello there. Didn’t see you come in. No, it’s ok, you don’t have to leave. You’ve actually come at an opportune time. For you see, I am about to weave another enchanting Manecdote. Take a seat on the rug. Listen close.
Let me set the scene for you. AMC Studios. California. July 26, 2006. It’s hot. Sweat is drenching the shirts of the final two men auditioning for the role of Don Draper in AMC’s next big drama Donny Drape-Dawg and the Legit Not Bad World of Advertising (the working title at the time): Jon Hamm, and Chuck Norris.
“God I’m thirsty,” Hamm pants, wiping his brow with his grandma’s lucky hankie.
“The only thing I thirst for is the blood of my enemies,” Norris replies as he takes a bite of a lightbulb.
“Oh,” Hamm says.
After a 45 minute awkward silence, Matthew Weiner, the show’s creator walks in the room, carrying a tray of icy drinks, as red as Christina Hendricks’ fiery mane. So I guess kind of orange. But nonetheless.
“You boys must be awful thirsty. Why don’t you try one of these Vodka Cranberries?” Weiner says.
Norris stands, picks up a glass, and throws it to the ground.
“The day I drink a wuss drink like that is the day I die, sissy,” he says as he spits in Weiner’s face.
“They look delicious,” Hamm says.
He picks up a glass, and downs the sweet cranberry creation.
Weiner looks at Hamm in awe. How can someone still look so manly, even when drinking a drink like that?
“Hamm. You’re hired,” he says, a grin on his face.
Hamm jumps in the air, his iconic role secured. Norris punches a hole in the wall and leaves. Let that be a lesson you remember forever.