I have a nice group of people coming to see me perform soon. No complaints…except these. I was asked at least a dozen times in the last week what time the show started and if they should get tickets. I also was asked what the drink policy was, how old you had to be to get in, if they had food, what was the reservation policy, what time was I on, would they all be able to sit together…meanwhile, the club has a website with all that info, plus a listed phone number and one guy even had a flyer from the club. I can’t imagine this happens to musicians. “Hey, Lady Gaga, it’s Chris Coen. I was thinking about swinging by your show (this would never happen, but I heard you kids liked Lady Gaga). What time does it start? How much is bottled water? Can I sneak in booze? Who’s opening for you? Ooh, I don’t like fill in the blank…what time are you going on? Should I get tickets beforehand? Have you ever sold out a show? Hello? Hello? What a bitch!” I’m a comedian, not a club owner, folks. Plus you all have iPhones, internet access at work, and two minutes to reserve online or on the phone. Oh yes, I almost forgot – thanks for coming.