Redemption and Validation

So last night, I was at the Children’s School, for rehearsal and other reasons. I volunteered to be the class registrar for Washington Improv Theater. So I was asked to be the “greeter.” I am there on the first day of class to make the new students feel safe and secure, and to answer any questions they may have. I showed up extremely early, I later found out that the class didn’t start until 7:30, and was there at 6:30. So around seven, people for one of the other classes show up, as well as members of the illustrious group, Season Six. I am chatting with Stuart and this guy comes up and I don’t know him but he is in the class that is at 7. He is asking us why we are here, and I tell him that there is a new class starting tonight. He asks me if I am teaching it, and I explain to him that I am just the greeter. He tells me that he thinks I am a really good improviser and as soon as I teach a class, he is signing up for it, and then he heads in to his class. That blew my mind, I was just glad that Stuart was there to witness it. Not that I am going to go running around blathering about it or let it go to my head, but it is nice to be appreciated for what you love to do. It’s rare moments like these that make my life exciting. That, and speedballs.