#RIPRobinWilliams

It was my first stand-up appearance on Letterman and I had to follow the funniest man in the world. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

I was a punk kid from rural Ontario and I was in my dressing room, terrified. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

I was on the phone to a friend back home when the funniest man in the world ambled by. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

There was no one else on the floor. In shock, I told my friend who just walked by. Only the funniest man in the world. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

I guess he heard me say his name, cause in an instant he was at my side. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

He was a jewish tailor, taking my measurements. He went down on his knees, asked which way I dressed. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

I told my friend on the phone that the funniest man in the world was on his knees before me, measuring my inseam. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

My friend didn’t believe me so I said, “Could you talk to my friend, sir. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

The funniest man in the world took the phone and for ten minutes took my friend’s chinese food order. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

I laughed and laughed and it was like I was in a dream because no one else was there. No one. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

The place was out of Moo Shoo Pork, and there was nothing he could do about it. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

He angrily hung up on my friend and I was about to thank him when he said I hadn’t even tried the jacket on. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

Then the funniest man on earth dressed me, a complete stranger, and i remember he ended with a windsor knot. #RIPRobinWilliams

 

He spoke mostly yiddish, but when he finished he was happy with his job and turned me to a mirror to present myself to me.#RIPRobinWilliams

 

The funniest man alive was in my dressing room a good half-hour and was far funnier than the set I had to do soon.#RIPRobinWilliams

 

When he left my dressing room, I felt alone. As alone as I ever remember feeling. #RIPRobinWilliams

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s