Busy few days at the Comedy Store. Sunday was Oscar night, so typically the comics do other people's jokes. I was excited for this, but ended up picking a comic's name that I knew about 0 of her jokes. The day of the show I youtubed a view of her vids. I got enough jokes to last 6 minutes or so. I was pretty nervous before I went up, as I wanted to be funny and not embarass myself or the comic. I went up pretty late into the show. Most of the crowd was lost. There was a table of drunk older ladies in the front that were trying to heckle the first few comics. They were not enjoying themselves and left after the 6th or 7th comic. The comic that did my jokes was pretty funny, and it's a cool feeling to hear laughs from the crowd from a joke you wrote performed by another comic. I got some laughs as I butchered and tried to deliver the comics jokes. I told one joke of hers that is totally racist, I'm not even sure why I told it, but it got complete silence as it should. I ended somewhat strong and think I got a good amount of laughs. I overheard a waitress say I was her favorite so that was a cool thing. An audience member said they enjoyed my set, which is a strange compliment, but a compliment nonetheless.
Monday was the open mic. It was pretty dead as usual, but the people there wanted to laugh. My set was fine. Chatted with an audience member, took a fake phone call, and tried a few jokes. I got a few laughs, so I'll take it. I had to carry the phone that night. And the first phone call I ever got at the Comedy Store was from a women who wanted to get comp tix for the Friday night show for her Mom and her as they were both dying. No lie. She said, "I'll be going to heaven soon, and my mother will soon be joining me." So weird. She also requested they only have to purchase one drink as they were on their way out. I talked to a few of the "managers" and they basically blew me off. One saying, "They're dying, what do they need the money for." Great real helpful. After about 5 minutes or so, I came back, claiming to be the manager and telling her the weekend shows are booked through L.A. and we have no say on comping tix. Somewhat true, and I don't have another reason to go to hell, as I turned down a dying woman's wish.
Tuesday I was back working at the Store. I wasn't expecting much as it was a L.A. comics show. There ended up being about 20 people or so when I went up, and 14 more people that actually wanted to laugh tat arrived after I got off stage. My set was rough. I hate going up early on nights I have to work as if I eat shit I have to stay there, collect cups, and tell people to shhhh! Which by the way one of the managers rudely told me, "Tell that girl to shhhh!" Excuse me? I said who, she said nevermind, rudely again. I couldn't wait to move away from her, and soon did. But yes my set was subpar at best. I started off decent, but lost them when I told a somewhat depressing (my intervention) joke. I couldn't recover even when I delivered the dumbest, funny joke in the world (Mossy Nissan). They basically stone faced me and chuckled on occasion. The next comic did his "set" and he even struggled so I felt a little better. The 14 people that showed up later somewhat saved the show as they laughed a lot. The first L.A. comic that went up was pretty funny. The second one, started in S.D. and talked faster than any comic I've ever seen. I was worried that I talk that fast sometimes. I don't know if he was nervous, been doing comedy 8 years I'd hope not, or that is just his delivery. He had an ok set. The last guy I've seen before, also started in S.D. He got the 14 people to laugh, but like most of the other comics, the middle was a tough sell to laugh. It's always shocking to me people that go to shows and rarely laugh. Why waste the money, stay home, watch reality tv, and eat ice cream.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
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