Comedy aint paying the bills

This was one of the lowest weeks making comedy money this week. Thursday was working at the Comedy Store. I went up 2nd, after the token old Asian comic who always does the same jokes, and doesn't even attempt to say my last name. I feel somewhat douchey being brought up simply as "Jeff." I struggled right from the start. I was somewhat a dick to a few Mexican ladies in the front, as they were talking and I told them to be quiet and asked if they spoke English. Not really funny, and turned some of the crowd off. It was pretty unnecessary. I fought through my set, told some of the new jokes. One I wrote that day and was excited to try, but it kinda fell flat. I did hear a pretty high laugh in the background, which I at the time was a comedienne down from L.A. It turned out it was, and she even complimented me as she was leaving. I said have a good night, she said, "I thought you were really funny." I said, "you too." Not sure how she took it, and I never know what to say. I think it's rude to not say it back, but condescending to say it back. An audience member said something like, "strong skit," or something to that affect. It was more like, "good try," over "you were funny," but I'll take it.

Friday was Winston's. I knew it was going to be slow, esp. with the rain. The promoters I put on the show didn't do much promoting. One of the girls has done a lot of the bringer type shows, and even asked me if she had to bring a certain amount of people. I just said, "No but I ask everyone to promote." She brought one person, and talked about her "fupa" for 8 straight minutes. She's basically doing through a midlife crisis, and trailer park to the max. Actually yelling out stuff from the audience, saying how she likes banging Mexican dudes, and her friend does black guys, nice.

There was about 15-20 crowd members. They actually were into the show and wanted to laugh, but a lot of the comics did inside jokes and kinda of shit on the show. Pretty dumb as the crowd was just looking around trying to figure out what was going on. I tried basically the same jokes I did the night before in front of 80 or so people, and it went light years better at Winston's. I would say all audience members pretty much laughed at all my punchlines. A few fell flat, but overall I felt pretty good about it. I opened with singing it "aint no fun," pretty stupid but had fun with the set.

Saturday was working at the Store. It was an older comics show. Vicki was on the show, and she was funny and sweet as always. She actually made stew for everyone. Such a rare treat in comedy. Had to listen to the bitchy "manager," tell me to get out of the way, and then I know bitch about it after. She is ridiculous, and basically everyone there hates her. I'm not sure why she still has a job. I don't know why anyone would act like that. She is trying to be the new age Mitzi Shore, but what she doesn't realize is this isn't L.A., she doesn't own the club, and no one gives a shit what she thinks of them. She, and no one in San Diego, has any say in anyone "making it." I don't know why some people have to be so miserable to work with. Esp. when she's showing off her receipt that she sold over 1600$ worth of drinks, meaning at bare minimum she made probably $175. And I made $12, TWELVE BUCKS. And everyone says "well that's the business, you do it for the stage time." Yes maybe, but honestly it's crazy to think she's making that much money and still finds the time to be such a bitch. I literally don't like even looking at her.

The show was ok, same guys got to open. One of the older comics bitched that as younger comic got to open the show. He bitched that he had to wait a year before he opened a weekend show. Well maybe it has to do with the fact you're not funny. I still think it's so stupid that time is such a factor in comedy. Why punish people for having more talent. If someone is funny that should speak for it's self. These comics are doing the same jokes, set after set, 8 fucking minutes. They are not getting better and are not working to move up the ranks. But us "young comics," are writing and reworking jokes, and getting no recognition. Oh well, just gotta play the game I guess.