I got clumsily propositioned by a would-be pick-up artist at the Metal Alliance Tour show in San Francisco last night. I'm not sure which I found more amusing: his clumsy attempts at rapport building ("Can I tell you a truth? I know nothing about this band, but they seem pretty awesome."); his woefully transparent attempts to impress ("I used to be a very famous sculptor." I ask him which medium he worked in. "Oh, all of them." Riiiiight.); or his face-saving response to my declining to spend the night with him. ("It wasn't exactly an offer. I just wanted to know where I stand.")
At least he buggered off quickly and politely when I made it clear that I wasn't interested.
Seriously, though - who does this kind of thing at a Behemoth concert?
At least he buggered off quickly and politely when I made it clear that I wasn't interested.
Seriously, though - who does this kind of thing at a Behemoth concert?
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Date: 2014-04-07 03:48 pm (UTC)Seriously, I am as croggled as you are.
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Date: 2014-04-08 04:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-04-08 04:29 am (UTC)Oh, wee lamb.
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Date: 2014-04-08 05:07 pm (UTC)(In the event, I think I rather quizzically repeated, "All of them?" while a voice in my head ticked off, "Stone? Wood? Metal? Plaster of Paris? Butter? Chocolate pudding?" But a simple, "Oh, wee lamb," would have done better, I think.)
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Date: 2014-04-08 06:33 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-04-08 07:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2014-04-08 08:17 pm (UTC)