Post show interaction with the crowd is probably the funniest and/or most annoying part of any show. Most people say “Great show” or stare angrily and walk past me. Others are more complicated. I thought I would share a few.
I did a show in Alabama. An Austrian guy approached me. “You were my favorite!” Thanks, man! “You weren’t the funniest, but you were my favorite! You were really acting like you didn’t have any happiness!” Then he bought a shirt. All is forgiven. Plus after the set I had, he was right.
After a show in Minnesota a couple nearly sprinted to me – I thought they wanted to buy all my stuff. “Hey! Can you help with a picture?” Really? OK, let’s get this over with. Then they handed me a camera and posed. Not with me…they wanted me to take it. No one else in the whole club could take it, just me. I watched as 40 possible customers ran past me. I hope this picture shows up on Forensic Files in six months, scumbags.
West Virginia – Drunk man approaches. “Hey, you’re pretty funny. We should go to a strip club, then go back to my trailer and watch dirty movies.” Me – Ummm, I can’t. Sorry. “You don’t like strip clubs? Are you a faggot?” That’s not the part I was focused on… Me – Yes, you nailed it. I’m gay. Very gay. Anything to not go to your trailer. “That’s what I thought, queer!” Wow, you just made the most illogical homophobic situation in history. Congrats, dummy. Now go enjoy being the product of cousins.
Pennsylvania, several years ago. Drunk old man approaches. “You should do more n word jokes!” (He didn’t say n word, by the way.) Me – That assumes I did an n word joke, which I didn’t and never have or never will. His daughter ran up. “I’m so sorry, he says stuff like that when he drinks.” Ah, the ol’ only racist when drunk routine. I’m sure he’s actually always racist. Might want to leave him at home in his cave.