When they finally reached the front of the line, my excited comedian friend Jack went up to my dad and asked him: “So what do you think about your son? He was great, right?” “No, he’s not funny,” my dad flatly replied. “I don’t understand.” Jack’s face dropped as he awkwardly looked over to me. But there were no tears on my face, not even a hint of surprise. Most people would have been devastated at their father’s disapproval, but that was the exact answer I expected from my dad.
