Let me back up a moment, this is story is from a about a year and a half ago. So here is what happened. I drove several hours to work a show without pay just so I could work with Tom Rhodes. I would have drove a couple hours just to watch him, much less get to work with him.
He was selling CDs after the show and I didn’t have any cash on me so I asked the owner of the club if I could get cash back from my credit card to buy a CD.
The owner said, "Just ask Tom for a CD and say it is for me." I hesitated, are you sure? "Yes"
Okay then.
So I sheepishly walked over to Tom and said that the club owner wants one of your CDs.
Tom asked which one,
and like a five year old who is about to get ice cream, I said “Ummm, that one.”
He responded, “You want a cd?”
(The Jig was UP!, I felt like a complete idiot. Here is a guy who is on top of his profession and here I am this dopey MC trying to con him out of his CDs.)
My mind flashes to the future, of him telling this story to another comic, "Yeah then this asshole no name emcee tried to con me out of my CD by saying the owner... Ben, was his name, yeah, never trust this weasel or let him share a stage with you. He’s scum."
But instead of making me feel like more of a jerk than I already do, he smiles, says “Sure thing man, you can have one. That’s cool of you to want one.”
He saw right through me and let me walk away with dignity. He’s a class act.
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