You’ve seen the Naked Gun movies – right? You know – the one when “Enrico Pallazzo” sings the national anthem? Also in that movie, Frank Drebin goes to the bathroom where everyone hears him.
Comedy? Sure, I guess. Reality? Apparently.
Ruckiry (not Jon’s boss), as I’ve said before, I’ve been “blessed with a voice that carries”, so I did not need a microphone – let alone a lavaliered one. No humming and urinating sounds eminated from the lav. …as in lavatory. At least by me.
The afterwork event for this conference was dinner and a comedy club – which is almost always sure death.
Do I think I’m funny? Yeah. Yeah I do. Do I think I’m stand-up funny? No. No I do not.
So it’s even more painful when you see three (count ’em, three) guys who get up in succession that I think I can do better than. ….and off the top of my head. Horrible anecdotes they’ve been practicing and performing for years – you just know it – and still they can’t make it work.
I should say, this was my perception. I saw people from my group actually wipe tears away from their eyes. They probably think Larry the Cable guy is funniest guy on earth. Or worse, Jay Leno. Afterwards, one of my docs says to me she says, “wow, you didn’t even give any of them a nervous or sympathy laugh”.
…and I didn’t.
It baffles me: How didn’t these guys know they weren’t funny? And how is it the bathroom sign guys probably don’t think they themselves are hilarious?
song by: Hall & Oates