Yarsh
05-02-2009, 02:19 PM
So I went to see Otto & George at Bananas in Poughkeepsie last night (he was sick but still hilarious).
Long-story-short: I went alone. Which was fine, I’m social, I’ll split a bucket’a beer with whoever gets seated next’ta me, we’ll chat.
They seat me as the last seat at a table reserved for 9, RIGHT in front’a the stage.
5 Minutes to show time, still just me at that table, getting a lil nervous being all alone at a table right in front’a the comics.
2 minutes to show time, the bane of the existence of comics: the bachelorette party walks in.
The bride in a white t-shirt with a toilet paper veil in her hair, the other 8 cunts in matching black tee’s with sassy sayings like “left him at home” (DIDja?) and “satisfaction guaranteed”, and “DrUnK”, etc. They went on to break not ONE stereotype. EVERYTHING I’d heard a comedian say about large groups of women at a comedy club turned out to be true for these gals.
the matching outfits coulda just said “attention whore”
they were rockin the cock-shaped crazy straws (look out, fellas!)
they talked to each other the WHOOOOOLE time
they talked directly to the comedian during his act
they ARGUED with punchlines
“yeah I’m sure your fiance’s doing the same thing tonight...”
(instead’a just enjoying the joke with the rest’a the room) “he BETTER be! if he knows what’s good for him!”
at one point the bride even stood up a lil and RAISED HER HAND to interrupt the comic as he was finishing his crowd work on them and getting back to his act
The worst part to me is that I knew they were gonna be like that. Walking stereotypes’re one’a the most annoying things to me. There was the attention whore, the drunk, the overly emotional one, and the (fat ugly) mother hen who bossed the others around.
During the 2nd comic’s set, someone from the club came over and, too politely I think, told them to stop interrupting the comics. 3 of em were on the verge of tears (“he yelled at me!”) while the mother hen and one other were incensed (“who does he think he is” “I paid for this!” “let’s just leave” etc). They left the comics alone after that, but of course, the talking amongst themselves never stopped.
other than that, the show was great…
anyone else ever experience this first-hand?
Long-story-short: I went alone. Which was fine, I’m social, I’ll split a bucket’a beer with whoever gets seated next’ta me, we’ll chat.
They seat me as the last seat at a table reserved for 9, RIGHT in front’a the stage.
5 Minutes to show time, still just me at that table, getting a lil nervous being all alone at a table right in front’a the comics.
2 minutes to show time, the bane of the existence of comics: the bachelorette party walks in.
The bride in a white t-shirt with a toilet paper veil in her hair, the other 8 cunts in matching black tee’s with sassy sayings like “left him at home” (DIDja?) and “satisfaction guaranteed”, and “DrUnK”, etc. They went on to break not ONE stereotype. EVERYTHING I’d heard a comedian say about large groups of women at a comedy club turned out to be true for these gals.
the matching outfits coulda just said “attention whore”
they were rockin the cock-shaped crazy straws (look out, fellas!)
they talked to each other the WHOOOOOLE time
they talked directly to the comedian during his act
they ARGUED with punchlines
“yeah I’m sure your fiance’s doing the same thing tonight...”
(instead’a just enjoying the joke with the rest’a the room) “he BETTER be! if he knows what’s good for him!”
at one point the bride even stood up a lil and RAISED HER HAND to interrupt the comic as he was finishing his crowd work on them and getting back to his act
The worst part to me is that I knew they were gonna be like that. Walking stereotypes’re one’a the most annoying things to me. There was the attention whore, the drunk, the overly emotional one, and the (fat ugly) mother hen who bossed the others around.
During the 2nd comic’s set, someone from the club came over and, too politely I think, told them to stop interrupting the comics. 3 of em were on the verge of tears (“he yelled at me!”) while the mother hen and one other were incensed (“who does he think he is” “I paid for this!” “let’s just leave” etc). They left the comics alone after that, but of course, the talking amongst themselves never stopped.
other than that, the show was great…
anyone else ever experience this first-hand?