Keen eyed and sharp minded followers of this space may recall that about a month ago I wrote about my run in with a Non- Improv Event.
To recap: I saw a poster advertising Improv for Adults at my local library and on a whim I signed up for the class. It’s free, it’s one hour – what have I got to lose?
You may recall that the Improv teacher turned out to be a no show and the class was cancelled.
I say – How long do we have to wait? Is it 5 minutes for a TA, 10 for an Associate Professor and 15 for a full tenured Prof. Nobody gets my joke. We leave but as we filter out of the room we all say – See you next month.
And wouldn’t you know it ? Next month is already here. I get an email yesterday confirming the class. I’m getting psyched. I’m thinking funny. I’m acting funny. Funny is my middle name. And then – today…
Another email arrives today saying – Hey Bub – Guess what? The Improv class you thought you were going to tomorrow night is cancelled ! We’ll save you the trip.
I’m now oh for two in the Improv class department. I’m batting point zero zero zero. I’m so far below the Mendoza line that I can’t outrun a three legged dog.
Keen eyed and sharp minded will have to wait another month to be funny.