I Got Fucked by KB
I wake up at 8:30 this morning. I go to rehearsal for the EVVYs. After a few hours Jeff pulls me aside and tells me that the show is a few minutes too long, and that my Stand Up Comedy performance might get cut. We're going to rehearse it anyway to see how it goes.
The rehearsal ends up getting cut. Kevin says it's out. They're gonna try to have me help warm up the audience and win the award onstage. Okay.
For the next few hours, no one knows what the fuck is going on. Eventually, Dan and I work out something for the warm up. I fight hard to get an aisle walk up to accept my award.
Show time comes. Dan and I are to do our thing, then Kevin is gonna do a thirty second thing of his own. He then decides he's gonna go on first. His thirty second thing turns into three minutes, and even the stagehands have a hard time trying to get him off. Dan does his thing, and by the time he gets to introduce me, there's two minutes before we're gonna get kicked off. I decide to say fuck it. I'm not gonna get cut off in the middle of my act.
I threw away all my props and just brought a single balloon out and did the sharp hair joke. Then Dan finished with the house rules, until told us the time was up. Show starts.
I did get to accept my award. I did get to make my walk up. They threw Jack in stage to present the award, and he gave a really great introduction. I gave my speech and walked off.
It makes me mad, the organization I poured myself into throughout college, the organization I gave so much to, fucked me over in my last experience with it. I'm having a hard time placing the blame. It probably lies with Kevin. It pretty much does.
I think what I'm mad at the most is how much of a joke the EVVYs were compared to what they were when I started. This would have never happened when I was a freshmen. The show isn't the same. All the tradition died when Pete left. No one knows what the EVVY Awards used to be. This is sad.
I doubt I'll ever receive a formal apology, or even a thank you note. I mean, what the fuck, who am I, why should I be demanding any of this? But I've given a lot to this organization over the past four years. It hurts me the most that my last experience with the EVVYs had to be such a negative one. That's incredibly sad. I thought you were better than that, EVVY Awards.
The rehearsal ends up getting cut. Kevin says it's out. They're gonna try to have me help warm up the audience and win the award onstage. Okay.
For the next few hours, no one knows what the fuck is going on. Eventually, Dan and I work out something for the warm up. I fight hard to get an aisle walk up to accept my award.
Show time comes. Dan and I are to do our thing, then Kevin is gonna do a thirty second thing of his own. He then decides he's gonna go on first. His thirty second thing turns into three minutes, and even the stagehands have a hard time trying to get him off. Dan does his thing, and by the time he gets to introduce me, there's two minutes before we're gonna get kicked off. I decide to say fuck it. I'm not gonna get cut off in the middle of my act.
I threw away all my props and just brought a single balloon out and did the sharp hair joke. Then Dan finished with the house rules, until told us the time was up. Show starts.
I did get to accept my award. I did get to make my walk up. They threw Jack in stage to present the award, and he gave a really great introduction. I gave my speech and walked off.
It makes me mad, the organization I poured myself into throughout college, the organization I gave so much to, fucked me over in my last experience with it. I'm having a hard time placing the blame. It probably lies with Kevin. It pretty much does.
I think what I'm mad at the most is how much of a joke the EVVYs were compared to what they were when I started. This would have never happened when I was a freshmen. The show isn't the same. All the tradition died when Pete left. No one knows what the EVVY Awards used to be. This is sad.
I doubt I'll ever receive a formal apology, or even a thank you note. I mean, what the fuck, who am I, why should I be demanding any of this? But I've given a lot to this organization over the past four years. It hurts me the most that my last experience with the EVVYs had to be such a negative one. That's incredibly sad. I thought you were better than that, EVVY Awards.