As I got back to England, I thought the craziness that had been the last three weeks would have subsided. How wrong could I have been?! Jet lagged, physically and emotionally drained of energy, my friend Chris picked me up in his car and took me to the BBC Radio 2 New Comedian of the Year competition in which Tez was a finalist. It didn't matter how tired I was, it didn't matter how drained of energy I was, it didn't matter how I hadn't slept properly for 2 days, it didn't even matter that I hadn't even unpacked, what did matter though was that I had to support my friend and that there was fun to be had... and suffice to say the fun just continued to roll on.
As we arrive we are given VIP tickets but have to join a 30 minute queue to get into the location. Still on my rock star vibe from America, I decide to subvert this notion and instead have some random banter with a black woman who had temporarily left the queue, and whilst joking with her, follow her into the front of the queue like the loudest ninja ever! Whilst this is very ‘Abs-like’ behavior I was with Chris and Kate who seemed very uncomfortable, which made me realise I sometimes forget where I came from. Once in, I continue with my ‘seeing what I can get away with’ attitude and I sneak into the VIP area, and sit right next to the judges. Being in this location turned out to be useful as I managed to appropriate many of the free cupcakes on their table.
The comedy itself was of a very high standard and Tez unfortunately did not win, but he was funny and really did present himself well.
Once the comedy was over was when the networking (read: self amusement) took place. I managed to chat to Patrick Kielty, Stephen K Amos and Sarah Milican.
Once the comedy was over was when the networking (read: self amusement) took place. I managed to chat to Patrick Kielty, Stephen K Amos and Sarah Milican.
Patrick knew what this was and was happy to take the photo. |
When Stephen K Amos asked what it was I explained, it was a heterosexual guy/girl thing and it wouldn’t really be useful to him. He was confused but happy with this explanation.
Best till last - it was Sarah Milican’s turn and she took the first photo without really understanding what It was.
You see the realisation on her face just as the photo is taken |
After explanation she showed me her version of it . . .
That woman somehow showed me this and pulled off a sweet lady vibe at the same time . . . Only Sarah, only Sarah! |
Finishing off my Comedian Shocker collection. |
The after – after party was in Mahiki’s and as I arrived in a Deloitte t-shirt and worn-out trainers I felt a little out of place.
What winning looked like! |
We were surrounded by guys in very nice shirts and polished shoes with side partings, and women with way too much cleavage and fake tan . . . well, too much fake tan anyway. We skipped another 40 minute queue and were escorted to a small booth area. After 10 minutes of being there a crate of drinks were brought to our table, and not really drinking I was NFI but I have never seen obvious female gold digger mentality than I had on that night out in Mahiki once the crate of drinks which was apparently valued at a 1000 Pounds arrived.
However the night was a really good one, there was good music, we had a real fun time dancing and being mistaken for working there was quite fun. At one point I was asked if I was a paid dancer for the nightclub - nice little compliment - but then I got mistaken for a glass collector and was given an empty glass, and asked for directions to the toilet. Being a nice guy I took the glass and convinced this blonde girl to go straight and then take 3 lefts! Gosh I do love stupid people . . . makes it easier for me to have fun!
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