I remember when I first started comedy, I mentioned to an open miker that I wanted to get in with my old college to do a show. That was a huge mistake, because he asked me to book him on a “college gig” every single time I saw him for the next three years until I blew a gasket. Well, I did one this weekend, so take that, guy I haven’t seen in 18 months!
I got to the show and of course, the event list had the wrong room down. Once I found the correct room, there was no mike, no chairs were set up (I did that myself) and there was no sign or any normal indication of what in the hell was going on. I secretly pined for a paid show where I didn’t have to do anything, but students walked in, ruining that pipe dream.
My favorite student was a girl who mumbled, yet asked me 20 questions. Her: “aldjflkjadl;fkj alkjflaj” Me: “What was that?” Her: “Is this open to other people?” Me: “No. I’m the comedian.” Her: “FLKJWOEJROJFLKL” Me: “What?” Her: “Are you funny?” Me: “No, I suck. You’re probably going to be really disappointed.” This went on for five minutes until I said I had to check something and walked out to nowhere in particular just to break the question cycle up. Miraculously, about 25 students (I almost typed kids, but that made me sad to think I am that old) showed up and it was go time…20 minutes late, of course…in a conference room…with angry looking students staring at me, wishing they got more pizza before the show. Comedy time, future dropouts!