I used to think: "any day now, someone important will recognize my special brand of hilarious brilliance and set me up in a nice writer's room on a hilarious and edgy TV show where I can pick from a plethora of takeout options every day for lunch."

Last time I was in New York, I thought "Probably if I just hang out at Bubby's long enough and  make enough witty asides, Tina Fey will come in, overhear my one-woman act and make a Netflix show just for me."