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Oh dip.
Today I waltz into Comedy TV writing, my first class of the year, confident and enthused. A few familiar faces, we exchange a few familiar yuks. Then Ol' Teach walks into the room and explains that there are few seats in the class, essentially turning the waitlist to the cutlist. I, having perched on the waitlist for months now, sit uneasily in my sight. Teach goes on to suggest the class isn't for everyone. Anyone already on the sheet should sit through the first class, make sure you're in it for the long haul. If anyone wants to drop the class at the end, it won't offend me; there are six kids in here waiting for your spot. Oh dip.
We go through the class. Teach asks around what experience we have, what grade we're in, etc, etc. He explains a lil' bit about writing comedy for tv, and then we watch some SNL skits. "That diaper can hold a lotta dung!" We get to the end of class and Teach quiets down. He asks, by show of hands, if anyone wants to drop the class. Not one hand goes up. Alright, I can normally make room for only one person. First person on the list is... Dave. You're in. My balls were this close to the chopping block before being whisked away to a soft and gentle caress. And I swear to god I had been only #2 on the waitlist last night.
Today I waltz into Comedy TV writing, my first class of the year, confident and enthused. A few familiar faces, we exchange a few familiar yuks. Then Ol' Teach walks into the room and explains that there are few seats in the class, essentially turning the waitlist to the cutlist. I, having perched on the waitlist for months now, sit uneasily in my sight. Teach goes on to suggest the class isn't for everyone. Anyone already on the sheet should sit through the first class, make sure you're in it for the long haul. If anyone wants to drop the class at the end, it won't offend me; there are six kids in here waiting for your spot. Oh dip.
We go through the class. Teach asks around what experience we have, what grade we're in, etc, etc. He explains a lil' bit about writing comedy for tv, and then we watch some SNL skits. "That diaper can hold a lotta dung!" We get to the end of class and Teach quiets down. He asks, by show of hands, if anyone wants to drop the class. Not one hand goes up. Alright, I can normally make room for only one person. First person on the list is... Dave. You're in. My balls were this close to the chopping block before being whisked away to a soft and gentle caress. And I swear to god I had been only #2 on the waitlist last night.