My life seems like an office in a movie where the video fast-forwards through time and all that is seen are papers constantly shuffling around on and off of the desk. The printer goes out of control and papers are flying out of the machine, it’s mass chaos. That’s how this past week has seemed.
I just got back from Memphis, and assignment after assignment seems to keep pouring in. I have a mockumentary to make, a 30-minute television show still not finished although it was technically due a week ago but we had to make some final edits. I have a 4 page paper, a 22 page paper to finish, a 5 page paper to research for still and a final exam to study for.
What happen to walking down Beale Street, the only thing I had to worry about was the sketch, shady looking dude walking up to me asking if I wanted to hear a joke. And of course I kept saying, “Huh?” because I couldn’t understand if that’s actually what he was asking. Of course I would like to hear a joke. I’m hungover and I can’t enjoy Beale Street with my 19-year old girlfriend. However, is this sketch dude going to end his joke with, “So how much is the joke worth to you?”
In that case, I’d rather spend my money on a shot than a joke. At least the shot will take some edge off for longer than the 10 seconds I spend laughing. And what if the joke sucks, then I’m in the awkward situation of, “No, I’m not going to pay you for that joke… IT SUCKED”
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