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(NOTE: In yesterday’s post, I talked about an entry level job I once had at UPS, and how the outrageously high employee turnover kept employees from being accepted, among their co-workers, until they had been around for a while. The situation with stand-up comedians is much the same. This is part two; here’s part one.)
The [...]

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Socializing backstage with other comics (pt. 1)

Wednesday, January 27th, 2010

About three years ago, after some early years as a suit-wearing corporate tool, I went a little nuts in the opposite direction and got one of the most menial jobs imaginable. For a year I worked as a package loader at UPS, on the overnight shift, in the most notoriously crazy section of their busiest [...]

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Climbing the comedy totem pole

Friday, January 22nd, 2010

There exists a fairly rigid hierarchy among stand-up comedians, which I’ve discussed before. Simply put, stage time for open mics and weekend host/feature spots is largely based on seniority — and since experience and talent tend to be roughly equivalent in stand-up comedy, this is a system that benefits the audience, too.
At my home club [...]

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My first weekend of hosting

Thursday, January 7th, 2010

This past weekend marked an exciting milestone for me, as it was my first weekend hosting at a comedy club. It wasn’t my very first time hosting on a weekend — that happened last month — but it was my first time hosting all four weekend shows.
The venue was Giggles, and the headliner was 2009 [...]

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This is the business we’ve chosen

Tuesday, January 5th, 2010

When I finally got home last night, I was crankier than the average bear. I was completely, thoroughly waterlogged after the final leg of my journey home — an eight mile bike ride in the pouring rain.
I had just returned from two different open mics. Standing in my garage, dripping wet and miserable, all I [...]

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