Robert Nissen

Lately, I've been telling stories at a place called The Story Salon in LA. It's going well because the owners want me to do an hour in October. NO MONEY THOUGH!

In 10th grade biology Mr. Strout sent me to the Dean's office for disrupting his class. I can't remember the Dean's name but when he asked me what the problem was between Mr. Strout and me I answered him by doing an impression of Mr. Strout. I could tell he was trying not to laugh so I just kept doing it. I finally had him laughing and he just asked to please leave Mr. Strout alone and let me go. It was the only time I was ever sent to the Dean's office.