Maybe 12 years ago, my ex-boyfriend and his friends were drunk downtown in Santa Barbara. He called in the middle of the night, and asked if I could pick him up. I said sure, no problem.
When I got to them, they asked if I could drive them over to a pizza place and run in quickly. Of course, no prob again.
They seemed to be taking a long-ass time in the pizza place... when they finally came out, my ex was SO excited to tell me:
“BABE! You’ll NEVER believe it!!!! We were just eating pizza with and hanging out with Dave Chappelle!!!!”
To which I go: “AND YOU DIDN’T FUCKING TEXT ME TO TELL ME TO COME IN?!”
He looked genuinely shocked: that was the moment he realized he messed up.
“AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN BRING ME ANY FUCKING PIZZA??!!!” 😱👿
Fast forward to last night. Went to The Comedy Store for the first time to support my friend Ashley Baca at her first Roast Battle, which she won!!! 🎉
As I was hanging outside, getting ready to leave soon, I hear, “Chappelle’s here doing standup!!!” And someone goes running. So I turn and sneak back into The Comedy Store. It’s maybe 1:00 in the morning. Dave Chappelle is the fucking coolest, it’s all so surreal. He did a surprise set for an hour or two, really just conversational. I laughed harder than I’ve laughed in a long time at the roast, but the Dave Chappelle set was also just so intense and real, like out of a movie, talking about everything from 911 to Kanye, and even took questions from the audience.
I got to ask, “Do you have any more stories about hanging out with Prince?”
He said, “I have lots of them... but they’re not for the public.”
One of the coolest nights of my life.
I can officially retire the story of “how I almost hung out with Dave Chappelle, but didn’t, thanks to my dumb drunk ex-boyfriend.”