Unwanted Flattery

Flattery will get you everywhere...as long as it's wanted and believable! A friend and I went to a concert last night and were in the pit next to the stage, no seats. So much fun! After the opening act, this guy kid...WITH BRACES...comes over to me and starts hitting on me. You know the usual, hey, what's up. You enjoying the concert, blah, blah, blah.

Guy: I thought this would be a different kind of crowd. You know, less kids!
Me: Ummhmm...me too!
Guy: So how old are you?
Me: 35
Guy: Oh. (His eyes get really big) I thought you were like 24, maybe 25.
Me: Nope, just an old married lady. I'll be 36 in a couple months.
Guy: No way! So what do you do?
Me: I'm an actor.
Guy: Oh, you're an actor...that's really cool. What famous people have you met? Cuz I work on planes for the military and I've met Colin Powell.
Me: Ok.


This went on for an uncomfortable 5 or 6 minutes. Keep in mind, this entire time my friend and I are on on cell phones trying to send photos to our HUSBANDS to show how close we are to the stage. Reception is bad so we keep moving around trying to get reception. We even called them at one point I love you's and all. Nothing...this kid is still trying. Keeps getting closer and nudging my arm.

Me: (To my friend) Hey, you thirsty? Let's go get something to drink.

That $4.00 water was the best purchase we made all night.