When patron becomes patronised
Last night's Scriptless didn't go so well for me, I think. I thought my character was completely unnecessary and had no development - in fact, the parts people said I did well were the ones when I was on as someone completely different. Which is probably why the following exchange affected me the way it did:
Me: Hi Jan. Uh, gin and tonic and two waters, please.
Jan: Are you old enough to drink gin?
Me: Um. I'm twenty-six.
Jan: Nope, you have to be at least forty. Pick something else.
Me: (nervous laugh) Do you not have any gin?
Jan: Oh, no, I have it. I just don't like serving gin to young people. It's the Demon Drink.
Me: ...
Jan: Look, I'll do you the waters, and you have a good think about what else you'd like to drink.
(she does so)
Jan: Well?
Me: Uh... vodka... lime and... lemonade?
Jan: Certainly. (she pours it) There, that'll be much nicer.
Later, I was introduced as follows:
Ricky: This is Matt. He works at the rubbish dump.
Me: I shoo away the flies.
Self-Esteem Friday!
Mmm, a billion of design to do today. Tasty!
Perhaps I need some absinthe to inspire me.
ETA: Cherry Coke makes everything better.