Imagine trying to break into the movie industry. 

You go to audition after audition (aka, “casting calls”) and all you hear is “no, no, no.” 

You’re told you’re the wrong sex, wrong height, wrong color, you can’t act, you can’t sing, you can’t dance, you’re too stiff, too loose—you’re simply wrong, wrong, wrong!

Well, maybe you could try to just be an "extra?" 

How hard could that be? 

So you hear there’s a movie about to be filmed, something called The Godfather, by director Francis Ford Coppola. 

It’s a gangster film about the Italian mafia, and—you’re Italian. Perfect! So, you show up, audition for a part that pays $10 a day standing in the background behind a wedding cake where nobody’s doing to see you anyway, and you’re told: "You're the wrong type." 

The wrong type? To be an Italian at an Italian wedding? 

That’s it. It’s over, you say. 

If you can’t get THAT part, what’s the point in trying? Fortunately, that wasn’t Sylvester Stallone’s reaction. 

Years after Sylvester Stallone was told he wasn’t "the right type" to stand in the background behind Talia Shire, he would win an Oscar for Rocky co-starring Talia Shire. (Which is an entire other Go for No story.) Can you say, "Yo, Adrienne?"