A lot of people seem to think that I would be great at stand-up. But improvisation gives me bad anxiety.
He also thought that stand-up was in my best interest; it isn't. That must be why he stood me up last night- how's that for improv?
So there I was, downtown, waiting alone, for a guy that would never show up. Put on the spot to entertain, improvisation, you could say, *but I'm not too good at stand-up.