I'm frustrated.

Not in a sexual way, let me clear that up from the outset. I'm not following the old myth of tearing labels off of beer bottles in non-coital tension. Neither am I frustrated from a logical, number based puzzle, sat with a look on my face resembling a gorilla trying to open a packet of peanuts. I am however, frustrated at the catch 22 of trying to enter the world of comedy writing.
I'm new to the industry, I have no friends or contacts in the business. I have no reputation. But I have experiences, stories to tell, characters to realise and I have a script.

So here's my dilemma. What do I do with it?

Send it to a Production Company? Of course! That would be the most obvious solution.

Unless... the production companies have a policy against receiving unsolicited material - which is material sent by unrecognised or unrepresented writers. Bugger.

So then I shall seek representation!

Unless... the literary agents have a policy against accepting unsolicited material from writers not recommended by a producer.

Excellent, glad that's cleared that up then, so to get my script to a producer I need an agent, and to get an agent I need a producer to recommend my script to them. Ri-ight.

I get how it works for established writers, they write a treatment which is sent by their agent, or themselves, to production companies they have affiliations or previous work with. If they like it they ask for a script, if they like that they take it to the networks.

So how about the newbies? Where's the test bed for new comedy? Where are the companies willing to root through all those new scripts to find the diamond amongst the coal?

Yes there is the BBC Writersroom, which is a great resource to develop as writer, but they're not a commissions department, yes they'll assess your talent as a writer, and may offer you parts on their flagship shows. But they look at the content rather than the concept so your show will very probably be passed for more Casualty, Holby City, or Eastenders. And let's be honest, Eastenders is a laugh a minute riot isn't it? Not depressing for one single iota.
I don't think I'd be able to resist it, if I had to write an episode of Casualty I'd base it on a student getting his knob stuck in a vacuum cleaner. He'd be at home alone, bored of the same tired, wrinkled old magazines under his bed. His internet connection's down, it's the middle of the day so the only racy thing on the TV is Loose Women, which sadly is more disappointing than the title suggests. Then he sees it. "Henry" sat in the corner, looking at him suggestively. But no, he can't, it's male.
Unless... he takes that fancy dress wig from Champagne's birthday party and puts that on it, maybe draws on some eyelashes in marker pen, and thicker, fuller lips. Then with a rub of perfume tester from Heat magazine around the end of nozzle, "Henrietta" is born.
The same story line would work for Eastenders, I'd just make it from the Vacuums point of view and then drag it out for six months as to who it was that abused it, only to find it was Lucy f**king Benjamin.

So help me people of the entertainment world, internet, and er... world, how do I get someone to look at my bloody script?!