Mikey Scott sat down to write this bio, got frustrated and poured himself a glass of rosé. It’s a good rosé from Trader Joes, where Mikey buys most of his wine because there are many bottles under seven bucks that don’t actually say “Trader Joe’s” on the bottle, allowing Mikey to save face should company come over.
You may have spotted Mikey having rosé before. You may have even spotted him having his rosé, wondering to yourself, “Wow, who’s the poor’s man’s Paul Rudd having the cheap rosé?” before realizing that Mikey was, in fact, your entertainment for the evening.
Because Mikey is fucking hilarious.
And he’s gay, so automatically most of the crowd likes him because they want to seem trendy.
The other gays usually like him. Unless there’s a Carl in the audience. You know, Carl, the one who says he should’ve done comedy because all his friends at the accounting firm think he’s hilarious? Yea, you know Carl. If you are Carl, keep fighting the good fight, girl. We need funny gays on stage and in the workplace.
Sometime after his set, a straight girl in her late-twenties will ask Mikey if he’s single because she has a gay roommate. Mikey will entertain it long enough for her to buy him another rosé, but then he’s got to go.
Because Mikey is fucking busy.
He’s busy writing website bios that really have nothing to do with his career because he can’t stand when people list their credits.
He’s also really busy performing all over the world either with his solo show or as part of the hilarious duo, Mikey & Teddy, seen on Showtime & Oxygen.
Or he’s busy being on screen in movies like Bro, What Happened? and Dante Presents: The Gay List.
Or he’s busy writing for the many publications that have published his unrequested advice on everything from dating to decorating (or both combined).
Those may have seemed like credits, but it was very subtle.
Mikey is done with this bio because writing about himself in the third-person for an extended period of time is surprisingly difficult. And he needs to refill his rosé.