Sunday, 22 July 2007

The Divine Comedy

I headed out at to Robarta in St Kilda to meet Caroline and friends, it was a great pub, there was this really good jazz band playing in the background, and every few minutes someone would bring a tray of food out to pass around the bar. It was exactly the kind of cool relaxed place that Brisbane wasn't, Caroline was late but by another coincidence I had sat on the table with her friends while I was waiting for her. They where fun and I got invited out to see them again on Friday. Caroline asked me which one I was going for I said 'all of them' but she knew me to well enough by now to hear that I wasn't really joking. I had to leave early as it was stand up comedy night at my hostel and I wasn't going to miss that for anything.

The comedy nights at my hostel where always a winner, one of the comedians was named Anna, she said in her bit that she was single and guys always seemed to scared to approach her because she was a comedian. Well I decided to go talk to her, I was absolutely terrified! I've never spoken to a comedian before and was really expecting to get completely embarrassed. As I walked up time seemed to slow down and my head started to run lots of scenarios none of them particularly pleasant. Every foot step seemed to take an eternity, to make things even worse she was standing with a group of the other comedians that had gigged tonight. It was to late to back out now I had been spotted, I think this is how Christians felt when they where being thrown to the lions.

To my surprise it went very well, comedians are not as funny as you would expect when they are off stage. She was funny, but not really any more so than a normal funny person. This was strange as her half hour on stage was so funny it almost hurt to continue to laugh, I guess that's a very well rehearsed and practiced half hour. The conversation was going pretty well, very different to the boat smashing on the rocks scenario I had been imagining. In fact she was very easy to talk to and to be honest pretty easily amused, even with strange jokes that wouldn't normally work seemed to have her in stitches. So the moral of the story is don't be afraid of comics they are easier to talk to than normal people. Shes putting me on the guest list for her next show, it was free entry but she insisted on putting me on the guest list anyway.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

When I met Norman and Hattie it was pretty much the same, very normal down to earth people, slightly funnier and happier than the average person."Comedians don't kill people, rappers do..."