Tonight's notes for open mic at Wiseguys Comedy in SLC. Video hopefully later!
So you may have noticed I’m …
uhhh … you know …
recognizable??
If you see me on the street tomorrow, you’ll know you saw me here tonight.
Me? I’ll be wondering who the hell you are. Plus, I’m old, so it’s even worse!
When I first moved here, I went to Taco Bell one day. They were polite, and the food was ...
yeah ... Taco Bell. The exact
second time I went, though, the manager goes:
I’ll just GIVE you the drink.
You’re here all the time!
Free stuff is always good!
But
you all keep me laughing, as well! People really
stumble over how to
just ask the obvious question:
What’s wrong with your hands?
A couple weeks ago,
Christopher Titus straight up asked me.
He’s the rare adult, though.
Kids are
waaay better at it. They just ask ... and
ask ...
and ask!
I usually just patiently say:
I was born like that.
One time, though, I didn’t warn a friend that I’d gotten
sick of being polite about it. So when some poor kid asked the usual:
What’s wrong with your hands?
I started in on how I’d been in a
horrible plane accident.
The kid was impressed, but my friend tried
lecturing me about how
rude I was.
Right??
Now, thanks to my new buddy,
Jacob Leigh, I have an even better response:
I’ll just look them
straight in the eye and say:
WHAT!!!? So my mom slept with a T.REX! What do YOU care?
But sometimes
even the kids are shy. Especially when they have someone
eles to ask.
I went to
church for the first time with my new roommate,
Mike. He’s one of those
cool guys who all the kids
loved.
After the meeting, I headed to the
bathroom, and apparently, all the kids
gathered around Mike.
They all started asking him questions about me.
Is that your new roommate?
What’s his name?
Then, of course, they got to the
usual:
What’s wrong with his hands?
Mike
didn’t really know what to say, so he said:
Nothing, why?
One of the boys dropped his jaw in
horrified wonder!
HAVEN’T you NOTICED?
So I’m
Mitch Nelson.
Thanks for coming out tonight!