Some simple math here.
16 comics * 5 minutes each + 5 minutes for a hostess for a show that starts at 9 means I'll be getting up around 10:30, in time to go home with my wife still awake.
Lineup shifts a bit and suddenly the math is 20 * 5 + 5 = 10:50 PM which is really damn close to when I turn into a pumpkin. But doable, so I stuck around.
When I was put up around 11:20 to a shit room, joy filled my heart. This must be the dues I've been hearing about, and I'm happy to pay them.
I'd say NEVER AGAIN but they have $2 Bell's drafts so I may end up there just for the ridiculously cheap beer.