Complaining is as natural to humans as breathing. The “poor” in this country have big screen TV’s, A/C, Xbox 360’s and iPhones, plus vehicles and internet. I try to be above it, but I am guilty too. I was talking to a guy about my upcoming three state trip that is going to cover 1600 miles and take five days, but I’m the one who signed up for it. Complaints negated. Me complaining about taking paid work is like someone bitching that their free meal was too filling. There are legitimate ones though…like my last show where, for some reason, my resume was on the board for the show. It was my comedy resume from 2008, not meant for public viewing, yet it was sent to the club – complete with my home address, email, and phone #. Even more disheartening was how embarrassingly empty it was. At that point I had been doing comedy for about 16 months and I claimed such credentials as “Interviewed by several newspapers, including the Zanesville Times Recorder.” What moron would look at that and say, “Ooooo! I must put this master of comedy in my rotation! He’s been interviewed by a newspaper once from a town of 27,000 people!” Reminder to myself: RESEND CORRECT BIO INFO TO ALL BOOKERS TODAY.