You will not take me down a peg

I bombed hard last week. But to be fair, it wasn't me, it was them...and this time I mean it when I say it. I turned on the charm; I delivered the jokes. The silence was deafening. I could hear them shifting in their seats. About seven minutes into my twelve minute set I saw one of the women in the front row lean over to the woman sitting next to her. A second later, while pausing between jokes (usually a laugh masks the pause, making it, you know, less silent) I heard the first woman whisper "She's AWFUL."

Classic.