During the middle of the audition, I was standing at the back of the room just observing, when I noticed a woman staring through the window who looked angrily at me when we made eye contact. She started to walk toward the entrance of the theater and I went into the hallway to stop her to see what was up, and she began yelling at me:
“What is this, improv? Shut it down. Are you Michelle Wu? You’re with the Wu train? You’re Asian? Get out of my face. You know what you are. You’re a geisha, or whatever you are. Get out of here. Leave. You know what you are” and she just kept yelling at my face. I tried to ask what she was talking about but she just kept cutting me off and mocking me.
It was disorienting and it altered my state of mind so heavily I lost track of where I was for a split second and my hands went numb. Which is scary.
One team member happened to notice that I went into the hallway and then after realizing what happened, helped lock the doors and keep an eye out and calm me down a bit.
And then go back to doing the job at hand.
There is nothing else to say after this. Recording it because I only share probably every other experience of racist acts I experience in Boston, but I feel isolated and defeated when I keep them to myself.