I stood on the stage, and he laughed with all his mouth - and in a loud voice.
In stand-up performances, there is no need for compliments and feedback.
When it's good, you know it's good.
This is the reason, by the way, that many singers go to the trouble of saying many funny interludes between songs.
It's not for the show.
This is for the immediate feedback.
A roar of laughter is much more rewarding than applause, and it also comes immediately, not at the end of a song of several minutes.
Long story short, he laughed and laughed.
It was Friday night.
Saturday night
Shabbat pleasure party after the meal.
A dining room corner of a hotel, a family event, my performance.
Everyone laughed, to my delight, but A laughed more than everyone else.
He was not part of the family, but a guest from abroad.
I met him during the meal, and he was nice.
They introduced him to me as a friend of Baal Ha Simcha, a businessman and the owner of a large company in the field of importing furniture and leading kitchen brands from around the world.
At the end of the performance, he came up to me and put an affectionate hand on me.
"Listen," he said in authoritative silence while trying to stifle the remnants of laughter.
"I heard you about it, and that was good."
I was happy to hear that, but then he came closer to me and said something that any actor would be happy to hear from a kitchen importer: "I think," he said, "that I have something for you. It's late now. We'll talk tomorrow."
"Well, "Thank you", I said with fake humility. Then he leaned a little and added: "It's really something life-changing." And I, who already clearly understood where things were going, told him: "Enough.
Now I won't sleep at night." He smiled big and told me: "Rightfully so.
Good night.
Shabbat Shalom".
If there's one thing seasoned media people like me look forward to, it's a campaign.
It is good for a person whose name and image alone manage to support him.
It's not that representatives of modeling agencies are waiting here in line by the door for a meeting (I personally, by the way, have never understood why this is the case), but there are, thank God and the co-authors his messengers, cases when an actor's personality is more important than his appearance.
I have already managed to advertise one marketing network, and even the tax authority bothered to use my good services to promote the cash law.
Therefore, I greatly appreciated the fact that A. contacted me.
His decision to explore the possibility of me serving as a presenter for one of his kitchen brands - perhaps for some of them, or even for all of them - made me very happy.
"You know what?", I said to my wife when we entered our room, "It's nice that he's getting bigger. It's not entirely natural to take a doss and chubby presenter. So what if I had a food show on TV. It still makes more sense to take Avi Beaton or Segev. Really well done ".
There was silence, and while we were lying on our beds she first asked the obvious question: "How much can I ask?"
"Leave it," I said to her, "why hitch the wagon before the invoice? Let me push my foot. The agency will take care of it and that's enough. It also depends on whether it will be for just one brand or for all brands, print, television, Internet, outdoor. These things work in a way Rated. In my opinion, he should be given a few levels. It also depends on time. By the way, with all the respect and money, I can't lock on him either. What if another company in the field suddenly comes along? And besides, he's a friend. He heard me, contacted me . You don't have to be Griddy."
"This is it," she said.
"I knew. I knew. I was sure. That's how you are. You start right away with the boyfriend and with 'he turned to me'. You won't get anywhere with this attitude."
"Oh yes?"
I said sullenly, "No, because you. You know what, leave. Why just fight? We'll wait until tomorrow, we'll hear what he has to say."
I almost fell asleep, tired and rich, when I heard her say: "And no barter, do you hear? That wouldn't even cross your mind. They won't buy us an oven and a dishwasher. They'll pay Tabin and Tikilin."
Then she added: "Maximum, after closing a price, you can pay part of the goods."
Right, I said - and fell asleep.
He arrived for the morning prayer a little late, as is customary for secular guests.
I gave a slight nod of good morning, but kept my distance so as not to appear too eager.
In these things, the hard-to-achieve pose sometimes translates into tens of thousands.
Even at lunch on Shabbat I made sure not to make eye contact and expect him to be the one to approach me.
It was also clear to me that the first thing that needs to be heard in the conversation is the fact that this whole conversation is not at all suitable for sitting.
Business is done in the six days of the act.
I'm still deep in my thoughts about optimal investment avenues for the money I'll receive from the campaign, and already A's heavy and loving hand is on my shoulder.
I was shaking.
When God wills, I say in my heart, the angel of sustenance finds his way to the human being himself, without him lifting a finger.
"Got Shabes," I said, "Shabbat Shalom, Sunday."
"Shabbat Shalom, Shabbat Shalom," greeted A. while dragging a chair with a sigh after the meal, as a sign that he was planning a long yeshiva with me.
"May I now?"
"Sure", I said, "Yes, yes, it's not appropriate to sit down, but you can always listen, you don't need to close things now."
"Right," said A.
"For me, too, it started from hearing. I heard your segment yesterday about the food, about the weight. It was heartbreaking, and I immediately realized that I was going to change this guy's life."
Then he came closer, fixed his kind and caring eyes on me and asked: "Have you heard about the 'Fit Dad' diet?".
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