I took my daughter to her friend’s birthday party this weekend. The children were congregated around this clown-esque lady. I’m not sure about the criteria that would define her as a clown. She had a clown wig and a tiny hat. That was clown enough for me. Anyway, a friend of mine tried to ask the “clown” if she would make a balloon animal for his daughter. She said “I’m sorry, I’m supposed to start face painting right now. I might be able to squeeze one in if you can tell me exactly what she wants.” I thought to myself, geez you’re making balloon animals and painting faces, stop taking your job so seriously.
At the end of the party, a balloon masterpiece was given to my daughter that showed this clown chick took her job VERY… VERY seriously.
It was a nightmare to get in and out of the car but damn, it was worth it. It was a palm tree, weighed down with a water balloon disguised as one of those green coconuts at the bottom. Plus the tree had wildlife!
I’ll be sure to think twice before I judge someone of the “clown arts.”