Last week I was chilling at Flappers Comedy Club doing some work, waiting for the 9:30pm show.
I decided to use that time to to grade some papers. You have to understand that I've been grading work at restaurants for over a decade. No one, and I mean NO ONE, has ever been interested in my grading papers. But on this Sunday night I had three separate women come chat with me.
All asked if I was a comic. I said yes. They asked if I was also a teacher. I said yes. They all looked impressed. I thought nothing of it. Mostly because I'm an idiot.
They all walked away waving on their way out.
Then it hit me. In the past 3 1/2 months most dude comics I've met are unemployed or part time waiters. I'm a comic with a REAL JOB! I'm practically a male unicorn!
Who'd a thunk my teaching career would be such a turn on? Not I. Not I.
The Moom abides.
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