Monday Morning

Saturday night, I went to the Comedy Studio in Harvard Square to see my friend Korte Yeo perform some new material. I sat with his friend Barry and then I joined them for desserts at Finale restaurant in Harvard Square. Finale is a place that does some fancy sandwiches and pastries. I tried out a new joke on them and I'm glad I did because , it needed work and that was the best way to get feedback. Their total lack of response told me everything I needed to know about that joke.
Sunday, I opened the booth and we were going full tilt the whole day. One of my co-workers has an awful cold and we sent her home early . It's not good for business if we're spewing phlegm on the customers. Well, it 's really just not that kind of business . . . Someone turned in some kids wallet and I had my first contact with the one-armed crack whore. Poor thing came up to me and gave me a twig, and mumbled "I thought it was a pen" then she pushed a piece of paper across the counter to me and then pulled it back , thinking it was a dollar bill and finally she asked me for a paper cup and went on her way. I learned later , from some local law enforcement types, that she is a known prostitute. I just felt bad for her. To throw such a young life (and presumeably one of her arms) away for drugs, well, that's just sad.
On my way to work, I got caught behind a porsche drving 15 miles an hour , we missed 2 lights, and he wanted to make a u-turn, I wanted to park -he pulled over, I though he was parking and he just sat there -Like I WAS STALKING HIM- my windows were open and I was yelling -"You Dick!" "That car is designed to go 100 miles an hour !" Drive for God's sake -you prick !" I waited as long as I could, and turned the car off and started to get out of my car, then Captain Danger made his U-Turn. I got back in my car , pulled up into the space, 3 spaces up and parked. He was watching me from the Brownstone he was standing in front of and watched me , like I was going to come across the street and key his precious , wasted, vehicle-I mouthed the word "MORON" and got on my way.
Sunday night, I did a set at Jimmy Tingle's Off Broadway theater. The show was hosted by Debra Farrar-Parkman. I tried so