in the boudoir

if you ever find yourself at this establishment on a night when a bartender named lauren is working, please be certain to give her a big smile and a big tip. because she is officially my hero of the day.

the story goes a little something like this: i have been scheduled to play a show at this place for nigh on a month. i was warned by the former booking agent to call in and confirm the show at some point--there was a changing of the guard due, and things were bound to get tricky in the melee. so, i did. i did not, however, get through to anyone useful until last night. who summarily informed me that they had no record of my booking and that i should take it up with M, the booking agent who'd just finished his stint there.

well.

i'm sure you can imagine how well i took that. much to my surprise, i managed to stay collected and inform the girl i was on the phone with (lauren) that i'd made the booking in mid-march, and that i'd already informed my mailing list and everyone i know. upon hearing that, lauren sprang into action, informing the manager on duty that it was horrendously unfair of them to just take the slot away, as the fracas had nothing to do with me. it took her a few minutes, but she engineered a schedule switch up which will probably get me some angry looks from the person who was supposed to do a one-hour slot starting at nine, but will make me and my peeps pretty happy.

so, i raise a glass to the good lauren, who through sheer perseverance and scheduling knowhow salvaged my evening, and verily deserves libations on us.

p.s. everyone who requested a cd--i haven't forgotten! i'm just experiencing technical difficulties.