Some random person from the audience shouts, “Starbucks!” and all of a sudden I’m ordering coffee. Or serving it. Or cleaning the bathroom. I don’t have time to think. Right as I decide who I am, the new guy forced to clean the toilet on his first day, my scene partner says, “Hi Tom, I’ll take a grande mocha frappuccino.” Guess I’m the barista now. And my name is Tom.
I love performing improv comedy. It challenges me to ditch everything I thought I knew and to roll with the punches. I am immediately thrust into a situation where I’m completely lost and I have to make sense out of nonsense. It’s the same thing I love about copywriting.