July 17, 2018 1 min read
I was sure I'd blown it.
Completely blown it.
A perfect score.
What did I do that was so horrible?
The world as I know it has not come to an end.
Two things happened since.
One: I met Howie (one of my all-time favorite stand-ups).
Two: We talked. He called me a real mensch.
My predictions of doom didn't occur.
It wasn't so bad.
It just felt that way.
For several painstaking moments.
It felt that way.
But there are other moments.
And I'll take 'a real mensch.'
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