BOOOOO! Pieces of food were flung everywhere; I was booed, told to leave the stage. Ashamed of my own job, liquids were spilled all over me, drenching my suit. A comedian failed. What's worse is that I didn’t get paid enough; my hope of being successful died down in my heart. Once I got home, I sank into my chair, my heart sinking, my eyes so weary. Too tired to move or do anything, I felt unanimated; my jokes were just useless wastes of time. I’m failing—failing myself, fail