I have a binary superpower
This is what I looked like doing standup comedy on Friday night. Decked out in my finest flannel? Check. Weird black shapes to my bottom-left? Check. This particular booking came about by happy accident. The show usually puts up a band in between two comedians, but the band jumped ship without letting anyone know. Everyone threw their name in a hat to see who would take the band’s spot and mine came up. No talent required to get the spot, just being present and having the dumb luck of the draw was enough. Just like real show business!
The jokes went over well. If only they could have been that well-received during happy hour with coworkers yesterday night. I seem to have a very binary superpower – I can either make a group of people laugh and feel at ease or make them look at their shoes and feel very uncomfortable.
We have a small San Francisco office and they’ve been in town for a few days. I sized them up obsessively and arrived at the following conclusion – the West Coasters looks better than us. They’re tanned, better dressed, still have hope in their eyes. And in my imagination they’re physically stronger. Maybe it has something to do with sunshine. Maybe I should start taking Vitamin D supplements.