Being a clown is not always about fun. Mainly it is. My job after all was to attend children’s parties and performed my tricks and jokes to make their day even better. To be honest, I love my job. I have never had a problem with any of the children that I have dealt with, and my smile is genuine instead of just painted on.
Adults, however, could pose a problem sometimes. I remember one day in the middle of winter that they told me to stay outside, hidden from view until showtime. Then, my nose wasn’t only painted red.

I wrote this inspired by this week’s fandango’s flash fiction challenge.