by valentino » Nov 24th, '03, 18:45
Well now on the subject of troublesome kids I would like to tell you about the worst party I every attended (and don't forget this all happened on the same occasion!!!):
We (I used to perform as a duo with my wife) turned up for a show across town, arriving early as our show takes 45 mins to set up. The hall was locked and there was two people in another car waiting outside. I spoke to them to ask if they had the key and they said they didn't as they were the entertainers for the party!
I then called the client who said she was running late and what were the other people doing there as she had told their agent they were cancelled!
The client arrives 10 mins before the party is due to start! Tells us we are the ones who she booked and then starts a blazing row with the other act (they had travelled from Brighton to South London for this job!!!).
We start setting up our show and she comes up to us, plonks a box full of decorations in our hands and says she forgot the key to the kitchen and can we put the decorations up while she goes to get it!
So, mum's gone there's no-one else here apart from the birthday boy and us! Our show needs another 30 mins to set up, we have a box of f*****g decorations, AND now the guests are arriving!
Luckily a couple of the mums help us put up the decorations. That is until one little f%*@g , dressed appropriately in commando gear, starts ripping the decorations down. When we tried to stop him one of his friends told us that his dad had just died and he'd gone completely 'off the rails'
Wait....
....it gets worse!
We start with our musical games and after a few minutes one of the mums comes up to us and says can we turn the music down as they can't hear themselves talk! Soooooo, after reminding her that we were here to entertain the children, we tried a quiet game, only to get the same mother come up to us and say can't we play a different game as this one was boring! Now I have to say, my wife is not as diplomatic as me with people skills and I had to literally 'step into the ring' to stop the fight.
Finally the break came and it was time to get ready for the magic show. I went into the kitchen where I was hiding my rabbit. And just before I could finish loading him into his box the birthday boy walks in and spots what I was doing. I decide to use some psycology on him and tell him that we are going to make him look like a genius magician and ask if he can keep a secret. He says yes, but as soon as I walk back into the hall he just points at the box and says "The magician's got a rabbit in that box!" Ohhhhhh what a little br*t!
Hah!!
Is that enough?
No....?
.....you want more?
Half way through our show as it is picking up momentum the same little br*t stands up, with no hint, or prompting, and says "Everybody SREEEEEAM!" and proceeds to give an almighty high pitched, nails on blackboard style, scream. Well as it was his birthday, and we knew he just wanted attention, we thought we would wait it out. 30 seconds, 60 seconds, after a couple of minutes it wasn't funny anymore, and after 5 minutes I just closed my case and walked out, with my wife saying that "The magician will not return unless one of the mums decided to do something!" Suddenly the mums finally stopped talking to each other and somehow the boy stopped misbehaving and I came in and finished the show.
The silver lining ...
... we got a big tip from the lady at the end!!!
I must say, although on the day I just wanted to give up and never entertain children again, but looking back I now have the calm and confidence to tackle any situation as I Know that nothing could be as bad as that show!
regards,