Three pound down

Hola. Hope you are well.

A few weeks ago I was booked in to do a 5 min open mic comedy gig. Like a lot of these gigs by the time they come round the last thing you feel like doing is a 5 min open mic comedy gig but as I had to, I cobbled together a set.

I got to the venue a bit before 8pm and told the organiser my name and that I was one of the performers. They’d not got me down. This kind of ‘admin error’ is not as uncommon as you might think. The organiser was fine about it and was happy for me perform.

There was only 3 slots left on the bill, the opening act and the last 2. Despite going on first being traditionally the hardest slot, I decided to take this slot as it meant if I needed to, I could sneak off before the end.

‘Her With One Part-time Job’ who was present paid her £3 and we entered the room. It was very quiet, in fact she was one of 2 actual audience members, and the other looked like he was a non-performing act or someone thinking about doing comedy.

Not much seemed to be happening, including any audience arriving, then at about 8:20 there appeared to be a discussion taking place between the acts and the organiser so I joined it. I joined the discussion just as they were about to have a vote as to whether the gig should go ahead. There was not one bit of me that wanted to perform to an empty room of comedians. Yet there was enough acts who did want to so this gig was going to happen.

After a quick chat with HWOPJ who equally didn’t want to be one of two actual audience members, I asked to be taken off the bill.

Despite the lack of audience not being our fault, the Britishness within us took over, so instead of asking for our entrance fee back, we left £3 down.

I wouldn’t say this was a low point in my career, just the most recent low point of my career.

Ps. Feel free to let me know when your Britishness took over. You can contact me via the comments button.

Til next time, stay safe!

@anunknowncomic

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I’m a jet setter

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It’s been an odd couple of weeks for me, mainly because I’ve had paid creative work.

For National Poetry Day, Thurs 3rd Oct (I’m sure you all knew when it was, behind Christmas and Birthday‘s it’s the next occasion people most celebrate), I was in a school in Sandbach delivering poetry workshops.

This meant travelling back to Manchester on the Weds after work, getting to Manchester Piccadilly at 8:30pm and then staying at my mum’s. The following morning I was on the 8:04 train to Sandbach, meaning I was in Manchester for less than 12 hours. This must make me the crappest jet setter ever. Some people stop over in LA before having and exciting adventure in Mexico. I stay at my mum’s and then go to Sandbach. Feel free to let me know of your less than rock & roll journeys, you can contact me via the comments button.

You’ll be pleased to know the workshops went well and the school even wrote a poem about my visit, which has never happened to me before.

Just in case regulars to this blog are thinking it’s going to start being a vehicle for my successes, worry no further as my next blog post will be about a less than successful creative outing I undertook.

Til then, stay safe!

@anunknowncomic

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What do feminists think of Noel Gallagher?

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I recently took the book ‘The Second Sex’ by  Simone de Beauvoir out of the library for ‘Her With One Part-time Job’. The current book I’m reading is also from the library, ‘How To Be a Woman’ by Caitlin Moran.

If someone were to go through my recent library loans they may jump to the conclusion that I am a hardcore feminist (and a Noel Gallagher fan, I got out a biography about him). I’m not sure where feminists stand on Noel Gallagher. If you are a feminist let me know your views on Noel, you can contact me via the comments button.

I digress, with the potential for me to be seen as the next Germaine Greer, when have you been mistaken for something you are not and how did that come about?

Please Note: I am a firm believer of equality on all grounds, including gender.

PPS Having finished the chapter in ‘How  To Be a Woman’ about ahem self-love, it has made me wonder if I should put Jilly Cooper‘s ‘Riders’ on my reading list.

Til next time, stay safe!

@anunknowncomic

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What does the ‘P’ stand for?

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I have a dilemma, not a proper dilemma but a dilemma all the same. ‘Her With One Permanent Job’ is no more. Don’t worry I’ve not traded her in for a younger model, that’s happens when the fame comes. Naturally I’m only joking.

Originally ‘Her With One Permanent Job’ was known as ‘Her With Four Jobs’, that’s when she had 4 jobs, then she got a permanent job, hence her being known as ‘Her With One Permanent Job’ (HWOPJ) for the last couple of years.

Her status at work has recently changed as she has returned to the world of academia, so has gone part-time at work. This is where I have the problem, because the world now knows her as ‘HWOPJ’ and I’m loathe to change this acronym. I’m now thinking the ‘P’ should remain and stand for part-time.

I maybe over thinking things, but my success has been built on taking care of the fine details.

Feel free to let me know your thoughts, should I stick with HWOPJ, or go with something new? You can contact me via the comments button.

Til next time, stay safe!

@anunknowncomic

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