3 posts tagged “comedy”

There have not been many times in my single life when I curse my not having a boyfriend. I have reached a new low. My new job requires me to wear a tie (in addition to a lot of other heinous uniform type stuff that looks just terrible on me). I don't know how to tie a tie! I did it somehow this morning, but it looked awful and I expected my managers to laugh the second they saw me. They did laugh at me, but not because of the tie. They ridiculed me for my taste in shoes and the largeness of my shirt. I'm sorry that the shirt the company requires only exists in the men's fashion world- a world that is, sadly, too big for me. I'm also sorry that I like Jack Purcells. Converse says they're, "timeless," and I agree. I could not say the same for shoes that look like Crocs. I guess I'm sorry about that. But, not really. I digress. What I am most sorry about is the fact that I don't have a boyfriend who can tie my tie for me. I feel a little pathetic for saying every part of that last sentence.

Oh yeah. I have a new job. I don't want to talk about it.

Yesterday was the worst. I shouldn't have even left the house. Although, it got so much better once the little party in the office started and I drank my problems away while watching music performed by my boss (not at the tie-wearing job), Josh Bloom, and The Terrordactlys. But, excluding those couple hours, yesterday was just so bad. I will not elaborate because I don't really want to relive it.

In other, much happier news, Michael Showalter touched my shoulder. We're practically BFF now, right? I went to see him, Human Giant, Andrea Rosen, and other funny people at Union Hall last weekend with one of the Jenns from fun-work. There's three of us, in case you were wondering. Anyway, Michael Showalter walked near me and I said "hi" and I'm not sure why, but then he said hi back and asked how I was. And we talked for a few seconds and then he patted me on the shoulder or whatever and walked away. I nearly died. Andrea Rosen was wearing the cutest sparkly thingy in her hair. She is adorable.

If you are suspicious that I only update my blog when I add a link to a friend's blog, I would think you may be correct. My friend, Terry Wunder, has a blog called, "The Wunderblog." He has so far talked about some movies, craigslist, kid nation, and more! Read it. Okay, thanks.

Did I mention that I was working at a restaurant and then quit? Well that happened. Now, I'm temping. I might go back to retail also. It doesn't really matter, I guess. More exciting is that Jacqui and I have started our documentary. I use the word "started" a little liberally, I think. We have an idea of what we want to do and have started some research, but we still need recording equipment, which is a big deal. Anyone have a spare digital audio recorder and mic just lying around? Yeah, didn't think so.

We saw some comedians at UCB last night. It was really fun. I'll be honest. I think I have a crush on Aziz Ansari. Jacqui and I saw this guy in the audience who we were pretty sure we worked with on the "KZSC Community Calendar" years ago. And then Jonah Ray straight up mentioned him in his act, so we were positive it was him. We did not, however, talk to him after the show because we had no idea what to say besides, "Hey. We went to college together. Remember us?" I think it's weird that I suddenly don't like running into people. I mean, I never loved it. But now I dread it when I recognize someone in a place I was not planning on seeing them. Will they recognize me? I hope not. Do I have to say hi? Maybe because I usually run into people that I don't want to talk to. I know a lot of people in the NYC area, and a lot of them are people I do not want to talk to. I mentioned this to Jacqui the night I got here and she told me that it is almost physically impossible to run into anyone because New York is full of people. That was a legit thing to say until, also that night, we ran into someone we knew from KZSC. Luckily, he's a person I like talking to. When Jacqui recognized this guy last night, she said, "Turn around. Don't we know that guy?" and for a good half minute, I didn't want to turn around. I ran through in my head a (pretty short) list of guys in NYC that I do not, under any circumstance, ever want to talk to. I was sure I was going to see the face of a terrible person. When did I stop liking people?

I have to dress business-y for my temp job. All but one of my pants are denim or corduroy, and unacceptable for a business environment. I hate pants shopping.

Sometimes I watch funny people doing stand up or sketch comedy, and I think about how much fun it would be to do that. But then I remember that I don't really write jokes very well. I don't think that I have the skills to make people laugh, in the same way that comedians do. Then, I'll talk to my mom about something really boring, and I will be surprisingly quick-witted and say a lot of things that would make really funny jokes. And my mom will laugh a lot and tell me how funny I am. For example, tonight I was telling her why I am afraid of getting old. I feel that this kind of conversation is not normally funny at all. But I proved myself wrong, because I was hilarious. However, I don't think I can write stand-up material only about my fear of old age.

I took an improv workshop once in high school. I was not very successful or funny. It was at the local community college, and I was not the confident, pleasant, young lady I am today. I was a pretty shy and awkward girl afraid to express any emotion. Okay, I still don't really like expressing emotion. And yeah, I'm still pretty awkward. Different about my awkwardness is that now I think it's a funny type of awkward behavior, rather than sad and angst-driven. Last year, a boy I was kind of (not really) dating told me I was angsty. Maybe if he met me when I was 16, I would have agreed. 18, even. But 21? I definitely stopped being angsty mid-way through my freshman year of college. Certainly, by the time my second year started. What I'm trying to get at here, is that I am much cuter and happier than I was in high school. I have a little better fashion sense, and I think that if I did stand-up comedy for a room full of women exacly like my mom, I would be really successful.