It felt like a dream up on stage as I squinted into the lights. The room looked totally different. I could see people, but no faces. I robotically rhymed off my rehearsed set and hoped I wouldn’t forget my lines.
I had the flu for five days leading up to my first try at stand-up comedy. I’m sure I got the flu because I was stressing about doing stand-up comedy in the first place. This Year of Fear challenge was getting the best of me; I was scared shitless.
And there I was, two minutes into my five minute routine when my mouth dried out and I realized I had left my beer at the table.
I’m sure people could tell. I was smacking my mouth around like a dog eating peanut butter.
“I wish I hadn’t forgotten my beer!” I thought. “What a rookie mistake! I can’t keep going like this!”
I had no choice.
I had to stop my act…
Unfortunately for me, my friend took a video of my performance. Technology won’t let us forget anything these days!
Was it hilarious? Not at all.
Do I have a career in stand-up comedy? No effing chance.
Did it take ‘balls’ to do it? Goddamn right it did.
I’m glad this Year of Fear challenge is over. It took a lot out of me mentally and physically.
But I did it, and in the words of my buddy Tyler, “It definitely wasn’t a complete train wreck like it could have been, bud.”
I couldn’t have said it better myself.