Arthur Miller"Arthur Miller, sitting alone in a bar, was approached by a well-tailored, slightly tiddly fellow who addressed him thus:
"'Aren't you Arthur Miller?'
"'Why, yes, I am.'
"'Don't you remember me?'
"'Well... your face seems familiar.
"'Why, Art, I'm your old buddy Sam! We went to high school together! We went out on double dates!'
"'I'm afraid I - '
"'I guess you can see I've done all right. Department stores. What do you do, Art?'
"'Well, I.... write.'
"'Whaddya write?'
"'Plays, mostly.'
"'Ever get any produced?'
"'Yes, some.'
"'Would I know any?'
"'Well... perhaps you've heard of Death of a Salesman?'
"Sam's jaw dropped; his face went white. For a moment he was speechless. Then he cried out, 'Why, you're ARTHUR MILLER!'"
Miller, Arthur (1915- ) American playwright, husband of Marilyn Monroe [noted for such
works as
Death of a Salesman (1947), All My Sons (1947), The Crucible (1953), and After the Fall (1964) as well as the short novel The Misfits (1957, 1962) and Timebends: A Life]
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