Saturday, April 23, 2005

I'm With The Band

At the concert the other night, I was helping out by selling CDs. Two young women came in and started looking at them and we were chatting. The first one asked me if I worked there, and I said, no I was a volunteer. "Are you a musician?" she asked. "Uh...no...not really," I said.

We chatted some more, and the second girl introduced herself, and extended her hand, so I shook it. Then the first girl introduced herself and then kind of leaned forward a bit and moved her arms, and I thought, 'she's gonna hug me?' There was this awkward moment as I tried to figure out if that was really what she really wanted to do, and whether I wanted to do it, and then I kind of leaned in and 'Woh!,' we're hugging, if a little awkwardly.

I like to hug, but I'm not someone to hug people I don't know, or have only just met.


I did wonder though; was this a manifestation of the Roadie effect? I mean, I have no delusions, I'm quite sure she would never have hugged me if I'd met her somewhere else....at least I don't think so.

But as a divorced, middle aged guy, I can't say I didn't like it.


P.S. I told Brian this story, and when I got to the part about my equivocating about being a musician he was like, 'Oh man, don't be so dumb!'

3 comments:

april said...

Yeah, that was dumb. Practice saying, yeah, I play the guitar. Three times in the mirror.

Peter said...

How about... 'Well, I do play guitar when I'm not photographing Dave Matthews...'

mchgtr said...

How about.... "Do you want to come back stage?"