I had another one of those moments today.
It reaffirmed that I'm making the right choice by wanting to go to Second City and go after the ultimate goal of making people laugh all the time.
That's actually one of the nice things about caddying, is that it makes me realize that I don't want to be caddying and would rather be out doing something I enjoy.
Now that I'm thinking about it, there were actually two moments, and I'll explain them.
Starting now-ish.
I was forecaddying for a group of four really nice guys. Being nice guys, they asked me what I wanted to do and what I was doing and all those standards, so I told them I was saving up some money from caddying and was gonna head to Chicago in the fall to go after the dream of Second City and either Improv or Comedy Writing.
As we talked about it, the one guy said something like this: "Well, you're looking at three CPAs and a business owner. They're good jobs, it's a great way to make a living...but it's not something that you want to talk about when you get home or when you go out after a day of work. It's not exciting. What you're talking about...it could be different every day, it just sounds awesome."
That's coming from a guy who apparently plays golf more than once a week - who most would think is doing pretty well for himself. He's jealous of what I'm about to do. Granted that he's in a comfortable position to say so, but it still made me feel like I'm definitely making the right decision; a desk job is one of my worst fears.
The second moment came later in the round. We were on the 12th tee, to be exact, and one of the guys was set to tee off. I was talking to someone else and made a solid joke at a volume that I thought was relatively quiet.
I was wrong. The guy standing over the ball had to step away and give himself some space because he was laughing so hard. The group all had a good laugh about it for a minute.
It felt so good.
Making a (nearly complete) handful of people laugh at the same time just because I said something that I would have said to anyone just plain made me happy. I want that feeling all the time.
I've said before that my goal is to make someone laugh every day of my life, and while I don't really enjoy caddying, it gives me an outlet for that. I have a confined audience who is going to hear my best shtick at some point...I don't want to subject them to it, but if they don't bite on the basic stuff, I have to step up my game.
That's all for now. Just lovin' the laughter.
PS, if the USA would have lost, wouldn't we have just gone back to not caring about soccer, kinda like hockey in the Olympics?
It reaffirmed that I'm making the right choice by wanting to go to Second City and go after the ultimate goal of making people laugh all the time.
That's actually one of the nice things about caddying, is that it makes me realize that I don't want to be caddying and would rather be out doing something I enjoy.
Now that I'm thinking about it, there were actually two moments, and I'll explain them.
Starting now-ish.
I was forecaddying for a group of four really nice guys. Being nice guys, they asked me what I wanted to do and what I was doing and all those standards, so I told them I was saving up some money from caddying and was gonna head to Chicago in the fall to go after the dream of Second City and either Improv or Comedy Writing.
As we talked about it, the one guy said something like this: "Well, you're looking at three CPAs and a business owner. They're good jobs, it's a great way to make a living...but it's not something that you want to talk about when you get home or when you go out after a day of work. It's not exciting. What you're talking about...it could be different every day, it just sounds awesome."
That's coming from a guy who apparently plays golf more than once a week - who most would think is doing pretty well for himself. He's jealous of what I'm about to do. Granted that he's in a comfortable position to say so, but it still made me feel like I'm definitely making the right decision; a desk job is one of my worst fears.
The second moment came later in the round. We were on the 12th tee, to be exact, and one of the guys was set to tee off. I was talking to someone else and made a solid joke at a volume that I thought was relatively quiet.
I was wrong. The guy standing over the ball had to step away and give himself some space because he was laughing so hard. The group all had a good laugh about it for a minute.
It felt so good.
Making a (nearly complete) handful of people laugh at the same time just because I said something that I would have said to anyone just plain made me happy. I want that feeling all the time.
I've said before that my goal is to make someone laugh every day of my life, and while I don't really enjoy caddying, it gives me an outlet for that. I have a confined audience who is going to hear my best shtick at some point...I don't want to subject them to it, but if they don't bite on the basic stuff, I have to step up my game.
That's all for now. Just lovin' the laughter.
PS, if the USA would have lost, wouldn't we have just gone back to not caring about soccer, kinda like hockey in the Olympics?
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