Monday, August 24, 2009

8/21/09 2 interactions

These took place while standing between a Hispanic male, mid 30's, and a Caucasian female, early 40's, at a concert after an argument behind me nearly escalated to a fistfight (fortunately security broke it up before anyone could throw a punch, but I'm adding "I'm placing you under citizen's arrest, motherfucker!" at a B-52's show, to the list of things it never occured to me I might hear.) So I was a bit overstimulated and can't remember who said what, but I had "tell me about your tattoos/how long did it take/that must've hurt/what will you tell your kids when they want one?" flying at me like a tennis balls. If I wasn't trying to catch up on posts and email etc. before work the assumption that I either have kids, or I will someday, would be the subject of an entirely sepearate diatribe.

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