Last night I performed at the New York Comedy Club to a full house - that included only three people there to see me. I probably could have called on people if I needed more support, but I only needed three. I mention the turnout only to note that while I could draw over 60 at the very, very beginning, my pals have probably already started to get annoyed at the notion of a needy friend.
It probably doesn’t help that while my friends think it is fun to see me on stage (even if I suck, watching the train wreck is its own reward), they often have to endure a lot of bad comedy from strangers just for the privilege. Last night would have been a good show to go to, though.