Watch Me Mishandle My Shit

day one: unemployment

– wake up at noon
– have to do comedy in three hours
– malevolent cough is back (as if to say, “the real world? you can’t HANDLE the real world!”)
– felt ill. ate some cereal. felt iller. thought maybe some chocolate cake would help. WRONG. you are the weakest link, goodbye.
– applying to 14 jobs in 20 minutes. and GO.

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