I was kidnapped!
Well not really. I trusted my sister enough to get in the car and not know where I was going. We were doing an early Christmas gift surprise. It was all sorts of secrets. My mom had to have a secret meeting with my boyfriend to get information to my sister so that everything worked out well. What I mean is there wasn’t any buying of tickets if someone couldn’t make it. No there were secret meetings that I wasn’t involved in instead. The only information I got was a few days before telling me that on Friday I was busy, and so was my boyfriend. I didn’t know why, but I was busy.
I didn’t know where we were going. Someone said the circus, which would have been amazing, but I doubted it. Friday came and as we were waiting for dinner I think my dad finally said, going to a comedy show? Thanks dad, I was still stuck on the circus idea, but a comedian was much better. Now the problem was who. I could have cheated and tried to look online as to any of the well known comedians who were performing in the Bay Area, but that would have taken some time, and I was finally content with being surprised.
Everyone got in the car, my sister and I each with our boyfriends and we flew to San Jose. We didn’t really fly there, and I’m not saying my sister has a lead foot, but we got there pretty fast. Walk this way, turn this way, and around the corner and we were at the San Jose Improv club! And performing until New Years was Christopher Titus. He wasn’t someone I had really watched a lot, or had really known any of his material, but he was hilarious.
After the show we were actually about first in line to get a picture with him, and since the last time we had gone to see a comedian we were just about last in line this was nice. An awesome gift, if I do say so myself.