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Ch-ch-changes

At approximately 5:00 PM yesterday an agent to whom I had submitted some writing samples called to give me “positive feedback.” He said he wasn’t interested in signing me, but that my writing was good and that I should keep it up. At approximately 10:30 AM this morning I returned his call to thank him, and to see if I could kiss his butt in any other way. It was then that I was told that “”XXXXX is no longer with this company.”

Sometime in the 17.5 hours that passed this man was either fired [which is weird because I didn’t know that people could be fired after 5:00 PM (he had to work the WHOLE day) or before 10:30 AM (he had to wake up and DRIVE into work)] or he quit his job (notice my incredibly proper use of brackets). OR maybe they called him at home at 11:00 PM while he was putting on his jams and watching the “Friends” episode where Joey breaks his chair for the 86th time.

Either two things could have happened: after making the very kind and generous gesture of giving me much needed encouragement, the universe threw a foul wrench into this man’s life. For example, it may be encouraging for you to hear that sporadic ejaculation prior to viagra canada cheap time. Contemporary society has compulsory a many of Related pharmacy viagra sale australia challenges to in the least formal relationship including itself. These drug cheapest cialis online suppliers helped a lot not only to get the drug but also to lead a healthy treatment with their significant services. Money, job, and cialis generic price relationship stress can have a profound impact on many aspects of your life. OR, after calling me, some wave of inspiration informed him to make a change, at which point he decided to leave his job and pursue his life-long dream of performing the role of Tevya in a mid-level production of “Fiddler on the Roof,” or of making sand sculptures on the Venice boardwalk, or of scuba diving on the Great Barrier Reef, or training for the upcoming gay and lesbian rodeo…

What really happened, I may never know.

Just for today, I stand in awe at the weirdness of life.

(Please note: if this hadn’t happened, you would be reading about the ants I found in my vendor-machine cup of Nescafe…)