Ha! I wanted to start the blogpost – ‘Why can’t life be simple?’ – Before using this Sales Review to portray my life as rollercoaster of ComedySale.com inspired highs (43 tickets sold, super folk met), and lows created by my own total ineptitude (left keys at home, no juice in phone, waiting on doorstep for sister). Then, luckily, I remembered I lived in Britain (FTW), in the 21st century (FTW), and that my life is ridiculously simple.
No Black Death, sabre tooth tigers or demonic Franciscan inquisitors. No suffocating social mores, scratchy woolen underwear or dial up internet. Wow wow wee wa (I like!)! Britain is awesome. So, I would instead like to ask, rheotrically, – “Bearing in mind the wonderful world I live in, why can’t I just remember basic stuff that makes life be easier?” – before getting on with the Sales Review.
Because on the plus side and there’s a super big plus side, ComedySale.com is building some momentum. Sales Review of Week Two shows 34 tickets sold, up from 9 in the first week. A great leap forward of over 300%. If it carries on like this tickets are going to run out in approx three weeks.
On Tuesday June 7th Jon Silk asked me into his work, after he spotted the Introduction Video on b3ta. For some unknown reason, this PR man wanted me to chair his weekly staff meeting at Waggener Edstrom (with my reputation). Weird guy (also, nice guy). The meeting involved me waffling on about ComedySale, chatting to people (like Sam and Dan) who were pleased to see me (rarely happens), selling a load of tickets and the rest of the agency being super nice.
However, Wednesday was the real test. I was going out on the street to sell tickets for the first time. Accompanying me was Bob Pipe, the famous comedy director and creative guru of ComedySale’s video output (note to s.: must remember to credit him on intro vid). Having had a blast in Edinburgh and Melbourne selling the s. out of myself, London turned out to be a very different prospect.
There was an initial shyness on my part, which is never good. Shyness begets shyness and I got a bit scared off. This meant that precisely zero tickets sold to strangers. One lead was generated, Matt Plumber, who spotted the Goatse hidden in the flyer.
Nevermind that the street selling was buster than a Greek banker’s bustier, tweet purchases kept on coming. Matt Muir got on board, Humphrey Elles-Hill tweeted in, and finally Olivia Solon kindly bought a couple of tickets. Not only did she purchase tix, the lady also INTERVIEWED ME FOR WIRED.
W.T.Fuck! That means, in the first two weeks CS.C has been in b3ta and Wired ::catch breath, tell self to calm down::. Sorry should play it cool. Yeah, it’s fine. No biggie. Just been in B3TA! And WIRED! It’s not like that is geek nirvana, or anything. Nothing could be less like that. It’s not like this is a really proud moment because two publications that have sucked the time out of my day have now featured CS.C. It’s not like that.
Thanks to everyone who has been in touch this week. Thanks for buying tickets. You are souper.
The score for week 2 is 34 tickets sold. 457 to go.