OK, so what do I want for my blog? I want to organize it so that each story starts from the bottom up
It was just another day at the toy store when a young lady walked in browsing the store. She didn’t want to purchase anything but just wanted to browse. We ended up bonding and talking for a while about our hope and dreams. Chealy was easy to talk to and highly charismatic. She reminds me of flowing water because she is so eloquent and smooth. Chealy took my information down and offered to recommend me to Barry Katz. I had no idea who Barry Katz was. She told me to do my research about him beforehand. A week or so later, I was having a Skye interview with Barry Katz at the mall since I was working that day. I had done my research on him. Barry Katz was a talent manager for comedians, a world I was foreign to. Barry liked me and offered me the internship. I could only go once a week since I was full-time in school and work. For the next six months, on Fridays, I dedicated my day to Barry Katz Entertainment in Century City.

Chealy and I kept in touch for a long while. We would grab dinner or go for walks. We lost touch for many reasons, but she was always a great friend. I know if I call her up now, she will be there for me, and it goes both ways.

On my first day, I left early, but I was still late. Thanks, L.A. traffic. I took the same route I took for Inner City Filmmakers. I would take the windy mountain roads of Sepulveda to Century City. I noticed that the construction on Sepulveda was still happening and that traffic still sucked. Barry’s building receded on a street named avenue of stars, making me feel like I was going in the right direction.

Barry was a tall, older but cool man. He was calm, sensitive, understanding, and approachable. Barry also loved to connect with people on a deeper level.

I did my best to make a good impression on my first day even though I was late. Barry’s office was in a tall building with many floors. The building was full of essential businesses and influential people.

I met my fellow intern, Josh, on the first day. Josh was Jewish, went to Cal State Northridge like me, loved comedy, and wanted to be a writer. Josh was cool and I enjoyed his company.

Barry was an intelligent man. He ran his business through his interns, who he offered school credit, which alleviated the cost of paying an assistant.

On one of the first days there, Barry and I started talking, and somehow, the conversation led me to tears. He had a way with people. I shared with him that the most immense pain of my life at the time was losing my brother. Barry wasn’t foreign to grief. He had lost his share of people he loved too. He also believed that comedy comes from a place of gut-wrenching pain, which led us to our conversation. He asked me, “what pain have you felt?”

Barry represented some notable comedians who I didn’t even know. I knew nothing about comedy, and it was my least favorite genre. What in the world was I doing here? I didn’t know, but I was willing to give it my best shot. It was a foot in the door.

Cheers,

Frshta

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