Take ish all...
Oh dear, another week, another person. I don't know how I do it. I hope I'm not wasting my chances!
On Wednesday I played my gig and it went well. I made it in plenty of time for the sound check, and the sound engineers remembered me from before. Apparently my sound check was like a comedy show because not only did I insist on sitting on a tiny chair in the middle of a huge stage, but I couldn't tell what was going on, had too much coffee AND too much beer, and I thought the soundman called me frigid and halfway through i belted out "FRIDGID?!" and well everyone fell over laughing and I explained what I had thought I'd heard and well....the show was kind of the same. Afterwards one of the bands told me they'd enjoyed the music and the "comedy". Oh god.
The place was pretty empty though, and sure enough, soon me and Piscin were up and dancing. By the time the last band came round at 2.30 there were only 6 people left in the venue, and two of them were running around like looneys dancing (ie Piscin and meself). The boys doing the sound were sound and I'd great craic laughing and joking with them so when I one of them asked me "Can I phone you to go for a drink?" I thought, no harm. There was no reason to say I wasn't interested, because although he is great fun and really just interesting and amusing, I was not sure yet if he meant a drink for the craic or for something more. Anyway, he is a big boy and can figure that out for himself. So I am on for a drink but no more. Several reasons why, not least of which is that I am taller than him. Sorry lads, but women don't like to feel like elephants. Skinny is fine, but small is not.
Anyway, just had to write all that now before I forgot. It is the weekend, and we are going out for drinks now for one of the girls who is leaving. The people at work don't realise that all of the girls bar one, have decided they are leaving. They will find out over the next few weeks. And I am getting my hair cut AFTER the drinks - I can see it now:
"take ish...hic....take ish AAALLLLL offfff....yesh....hic...byoowshiful....hic....AAAALLL offff"
Footnote: For the record, I did end up getting pished, and doing exactly what I said and getting my hair cut VERY short...
On Wednesday I played my gig and it went well. I made it in plenty of time for the sound check, and the sound engineers remembered me from before. Apparently my sound check was like a comedy show because not only did I insist on sitting on a tiny chair in the middle of a huge stage, but I couldn't tell what was going on, had too much coffee AND too much beer, and I thought the soundman called me frigid and halfway through i belted out "FRIDGID?!" and well everyone fell over laughing and I explained what I had thought I'd heard and well....the show was kind of the same. Afterwards one of the bands told me they'd enjoyed the music and the "comedy". Oh god.
The place was pretty empty though, and sure enough, soon me and Piscin were up and dancing. By the time the last band came round at 2.30 there were only 6 people left in the venue, and two of them were running around like looneys dancing (ie Piscin and meself). The boys doing the sound were sound and I'd great craic laughing and joking with them so when I one of them asked me "Can I phone you to go for a drink?" I thought, no harm. There was no reason to say I wasn't interested, because although he is great fun and really just interesting and amusing, I was not sure yet if he meant a drink for the craic or for something more. Anyway, he is a big boy and can figure that out for himself. So I am on for a drink but no more. Several reasons why, not least of which is that I am taller than him. Sorry lads, but women don't like to feel like elephants. Skinny is fine, but small is not.
Anyway, just had to write all that now before I forgot. It is the weekend, and we are going out for drinks now for one of the girls who is leaving. The people at work don't realise that all of the girls bar one, have decided they are leaving. They will find out over the next few weeks. And I am getting my hair cut AFTER the drinks - I can see it now:
"take ish...hic....take ish AAALLLLL offfff....yesh....hic...byoowshiful....hic....AAAALLL offff"
Footnote: For the record, I did end up getting pished, and doing exactly what I said and getting my hair cut VERY short...
posted by Green Glass Beads at 16:36
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