That Guy
Andrew and I went to see Sage Francis last night at the Rock and Roll Hotel in DC (same place where I participated in the Big Art Show). It ruled of course. Alias was pretty tight as well. Sage had a really good set which included most of my favorites from Personal Journals (best album!), good selections from A Healthy Distrust, and good new shit. I like the new CD a lot more after giving it a second listen. Oh, and he did Hey Bobby and I just about peed my pants with glee.
However there was a downside to the evening and that was...of course...THAT GUY. Why is "that guy" everywhere you go? Every show, every public event that is relatively crowded and involves the consumption of alcohol, "that guy" is there. On this particular evening "that guy" took the form of a 21-year-old with facial hair that otherwise resembled a gigantic fifth grader: tall, round, chubby face with a round button nose, shaggy bowl cut. He was an oafish fat drunken slob. I'm sorry, but it's true. To make matters worse, he was standing next to me, arms constantly waving in the air with an excess of enthusiasm, shouting every single lyric that Sage uttered the entire night. At one point, he seemed to have worn himself out and was standing next to me, loudly sucking air through his nose and then exhaling great breaths all over me. It was beyond disgusting...it was just weird. I almost wondered if he was doing it on purpose, it was so weird. Just amazing. I wonder what "that guy" does during the day? Is "that guy" always so annoying?
However there was a downside to the evening and that was...of course...THAT GUY. Why is "that guy" everywhere you go? Every show, every public event that is relatively crowded and involves the consumption of alcohol, "that guy" is there. On this particular evening "that guy" took the form of a 21-year-old with facial hair that otherwise resembled a gigantic fifth grader: tall, round, chubby face with a round button nose, shaggy bowl cut. He was an oafish fat drunken slob. I'm sorry, but it's true. To make matters worse, he was standing next to me, arms constantly waving in the air with an excess of enthusiasm, shouting every single lyric that Sage uttered the entire night. At one point, he seemed to have worn himself out and was standing next to me, loudly sucking air through his nose and then exhaling great breaths all over me. It was beyond disgusting...it was just weird. I almost wondered if he was doing it on purpose, it was so weird. Just amazing. I wonder what "that guy" does during the day? Is "that guy" always so annoying?
posted by Jocie at 11:34 AM
3 Comments:
he's an aerospace engineer.
i meant to go to that show, but i forgot about it. cos i suck.
He comes to my office and works in the Sales Department, making obscene amounts of money for doing, basically, nothing.
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