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So I’m typing this on a plane (on my laptop) as I fly to San Francisco for some meetings, one of which is with Rooftop Comedy (www.RooftopComedy.com), one of our new content partners. We’ve got three of their comedians currently up on some of our Humor Hotlines (which I’m thinking about calling “Comedy Calls” instead, but anyway, back to my story). So I don’t know if this is irony or coincidence or what, but one of the Comedy Calls is about a guy who farts in an elevator, which, after hearing the routine, I thought was really funny and quite possibly one of the worst public-farting situations I could think of. Well, I was wrong….
As I’m writing my email to the Rooftop Comedy people to confirm my lunch meeting with them, I’m suddenly overcome by a horrific smell! Yep, it was pretty clear that someone sitting very close to me had just farted. I got stuck in a middle seat on this flight and I honestly couldn’t tell if it was the guy on my right, the woman on my left or if it was someone in the row in front of or behind us. But the worst part is that I knew that if I couldn’t tell who did it, everyone else (except the person who did it) was quite possibly thinking it was me!!!
Anyway, the Comedy Calls routine on “Farting-In-Public” is up
on this phone number: 317-352-6526
[And the other two are: 318-751-9054 (interview “tip”) and
316-201-9349 (learning thru comedy)]
P.S. What’s really awkward about this blog entry is that I’m pretty sure the both the guy on my right and the woman on my left is reading over my shoulder right now! [Seriously, if you’re reading this, just admit it if it was you!]
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