A Girl Walks Into A Bar

So a girl walks into a bar, and... It's open mic comedy night.
She has one of the 25 spots, and... Only three of the comics are female.
23 male comics talk about their penises, and... They're gross.

These aren't her people, and... She contemplates that it's four hours to better comedy clubs.
Not sure she wants to invest that much into healthier venues, so... Through anger and cognitive dissonance she stays.
The worst she can do is a little bit better than the trash on stage tonight, and... Tells herself,  'I'll do my bit, then leave'
Like Beyonce, she'll mingle with no one, but... The organizer forgot to add her to the list.

'Bullshit', she thinks, and... Spirals into more anger and cognitive dissonance.
They're so bad that she wonders why she is here, so... She decides to leave.
She plans her exit, and... Wonders should she do it tactfully or just turn and go.
There is no where else to do comedy, and... Her anger grows more.
It is 4 hour driving to the city just to get on a stage, and... That's a big commitment.

It's a lot of work to show up, so... She decides to stay.
She knows he didn't forget her, but... Is going up last.
The comics were so terrible and gross, but... Universe has different plans.
A revelation happened, and... She grabbed a pen.
She put her anger on paper, and... Changed her opening.
Suddenly she belonged there, and... She was pumped for her turn.

She stayed for 2.5 hours, and... Her turn came.
She called them out, and... They laughed.
She kept going, and... They kept laughing.
It was a well-prepared, clean bit, and... She killed it.
The jerky organizer, laughed the hardest, and... Gave her a fist bump.
She was cool again, so... Male comics approached her.
23 of them, and... She got a lot of attention.
She filtered through the feedback, and... Left.
She took a bath in bleach, and... Hasn't been back since.