I was did a show tonight in Tucson. After having a great, set I went to the exit to say thank you and goodnight to the comedy fans. As they walked out some seem more than happy to stop and say hi. Others beeline out the door like they are doing the walk of shame after a drunken night at a kegger at ASU. Needless to say, it can be an awkward few minutes of shaking hands and attempting eye contact.
Tonight as I was doing my usual "good nights" when a lady, walking with a cane and wearing those four finger shoes, limped up toward me. I, assuming she had twisted her ankle or some other tedious injury asked loudly, "Oh, what happened?!?" To which she replied, "I have muscular dystrophy" .....
I'm a jackass!!
So in my stupar from idiocy I respond by saying "Oh I thought you were limping because you shoes are stupid."
Thank God some people have a sense of humor.
I'm still a jackass.
Tonight as I was doing my usual "good nights" when a lady, walking with a cane and wearing those four finger shoes, limped up toward me. I, assuming she had twisted her ankle or some other tedious injury asked loudly, "Oh, what happened?!?" To which she replied, "I have muscular dystrophy" .....
I'm a jackass!!
So in my stupar from idiocy I respond by saying "Oh I thought you were limping because you shoes are stupid."
Thank God some people have a sense of humor.
I'm still a jackass.