FROM STARTING STAND UP COMEDY WRITING SCHOOL

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“Kids laugh over 300 times a day and adults only laugh 20 times a day.” – The Truth

Since I was old enough to be a laughing audience (which was probably at the age of 4), I remember sitting in front of my dad and listening to him tell joke after joke. And by the time I was old enough to memorize things, I found myself mumbling the punchlines under my breath, in sync with him saying them out loud.

Laughter is what keeps us up.

It’s the only thing in the entire universe that can make us feel better when we feel like the world has kicked us into the corner and has left us there to fend for ourselves. It’s the greatest way to get a stranger to transform into a friend when you meet them for the first time and find yourself rolling around in open ended questions of an awkward conversation. And it’s the best way to feel so blissfully alive.

My dad has always taught me that.

I’ve always loved comedy and I wanted to learn how to make people laugh more. How to make them laugh when they least expect it and when they need it the most.

It’s one of the few things in my life I’ve always wanted to try but when I thought about actually giving it a try, I found myself paralyzed with “what ifs” and “no ways” and “ehhh, maybe next years.”

I signed up for stand-up comedy writing school once before and I canceled.

I called up the day before and I said, “You have to let me get out of this class. Please. You can keep my deposit (but give me back the tuition because I have bills to pay) but I need you to take my name off the roster.”

The lady let out a giant sigh on the other side of the phone as if she’s heard this a handful of times before.

“Fine,” she said. “I’ll take you off the list.”

I was relieved.

“But,” I’m putting you in the January class. So you have until now until January to get yourself together and show up.”

Everything is an experience, my mom always says.

Everything can be made into a joke, my dad has always shown me.

But the mere thought of going to school every week and performing a stand-up act in front of a class of strangers and then performing an entire set at the end of the semester in front of a bar of strangers, makes me want to crawl into that same corner that life often kicks us into.

So, on January 1st, 2015, I did the two things I’ve been putting off for some time.

I canceled my gym membership and I called to enroll myself back in stand-up comedy writing school.

Today I’ll show up.

I’ll sit there in class and when we go around to introduce ourselves, I’ll be happy if I can at least blurt out my name without shaking uncontrollably and sweating through my cotton sweater.  And I’ll be happy if at the end of the semester I can get up in front of a crowd and have them laugh louder than I’ll be laughing at myself.

Maybe fear, in some ways, is just one giant punchline that we’re too consumed with anxiety to see. To listen to. To understand and grab it by its tail end and it flip it into something that instead makes us understand that every situation can be handled in two very simple, very stubborn ways:

With giant insurmountable dread or with uncontrollable laughter.

It’s finally time to laugh, my friends.

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I’m Jen Glantz. I’ve been a published writer for over 13 years, spilling my words into magazines (ranging from style to scuba diving), newspapers, websites and even this one time, a speech, for someone who didn’t speak a word of English. What drives my words, my site, my writing, is the power of relating to people. I find that many people, especially young girls, feel so alone and quite often they feel embarrassed. I want to shatter those feelings! I want them to read what I write and understand that it’s okay to be a little outside of the box, but most importantly, that it is okay to just be who they are.

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