Location: New York, NY

Well-educated, wear nice shoes to work, living a life of quiet desperation, all that shit.

Thursday, April 13, 2006

As I write this...(part II)

You are on the phone with the New York Comedy Club, complaining that their street team, the people who stand on the sidewalk and try to get you to see a show, are offending you because they ask you if you "have a sense of humor" or "like comedy" when trying to get you to buy a ticket. Obviously you've just answered their question.

I'm not sure you're meant to be in public, ever.


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