Thank goodness I can’t read

I had a fund raiser show Saturday.  It was for an organization that helps fund hospice care for people that can’t afford it.  That’s a great cause.  I thought, because I didn’t book the show, that it was actually at the hospice center.  I was prepared to regret forever my choice to tell jokes in general, but I missed the fine print where the gig was at a banquet hall.  This was good for all involved.

The show went well, the crowd was good, the staff was very friendly, and the food was great.  My favorite part was afterwards, where they had comment cards for everyone.  I resisted the urge to fill out one telling them Chris Coen was the best part of evening.  Even I have limits.  Well, maybe not, because I did pick them up and read them.  This is probably taboo, but I’ve done dozens of shows and never got to see the feedback from comment cards.  Sadly for my blog, they were almost all positive, except for one…but that person also said the A/C was too cold and four other things, so I’ll chalk that one up to a personality disorder.