A Brief List of Bizarre Instances from the Saturday Shows:
Two older, larger individuals, dressed up like vampires slept through the first act. They sat front row center. Apparently lady V. fell out in the lobby during intermission and then they left. Upon being asked why they left gentleman V. said, "I didn't laugh once." He was sleeping.
One particularly special woman showed her breasts on camera, reducing the 8pm show into an even sadder version of Girls Gone Wild.
A stumbling, highlighted north shore lady in heels screamed "homo" throughout the 10pm show.
Her friend gagged and nearly vomited into her beer cup because she was too drunk.
Notwithstanding these unfortunate instances, we did quite well. It's a good show and I'm proud of the work we're doing. I just wish it was a little easier sometimes.
I got a really nice cab driver on the way home Saturday night though, and strange as it seems, it really made me feel better. Just to have a human interaction with someone who is kind and isn't trying to con you out of an extra five bucks is such a relief. I gave him a crazy tip.
Maybe I'll write more later. I hate this lose an hour business.
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