<br />&quot;I&#39;m fine. I&#39;m fine,&quot; I say as if repeating myself might make it true. I adjust my bright green tie in the mirror and pat down my hair, hoping the gel will keep it in place.<br />&nbsp;<br />&quot;Listen. Just perform your material like you&#39;ve practiced. It&#39;s all good stuff! I will be waiting for you at the side exit and I&#39;ll be watching from the back. You&#39;ll do great!&quot; Sunnie tries to assure me, but I detect a nervous tone in her voice.<br />&nbsp;<br />I hear a faint knock and then a young man wearing headphones and holding a clipboard opens the door. &quot;Andrew Masterson. You are on in 20,&quot; he announces.<br />&quot;I&#39;m going to go.&quot; Sunnie gives my arm a tight squeeze. &quot;You&#39;ve got this!&quot; She flashes me a quick smile and then leaves me to my rushing mind and screaming anxiety.<br />&nbsp;<br />I hear a loud speaker announce my name. &quot;And now, ladies and gentlemen, give a round of applause for our next comedian. Mr. Andrew Masterson.&quot;<br />&nbsp;