“I need to get to my friends over there!”
“I got seperated from my group and they’re over there!”
“Excuse me!” *Brushing against my gorgeous boozums*
“I want to get a little closer!”
My BIGEEST pet peeve is people who try to work themselves through a crowd to get into the front, at a concert!
We went to the “Twilight Concert Series” last night! The venue is pretty sweet. They have a bridge for people to stand on to view the stage, they have food tents set up, beer beer beer beer beer, water fountains(that I wish were made of beer), little art tents, GREAT BANDS….did I mention the beer? Well, last night, I wasn’t having the beer…too long of a line AND I was there to enjoy the awesome band…Bon Iver!! Plus, i’m more of a sangria girl myself.
Anyways, we get there and find a pretty good spot..where on my tippy toes I could see people standing on the stage..and all was well and good. We waited for 45 minutes…45 MINUTES…for the band to come out! At which point, most people were already pretty anxious! The band starts jamming *freaking sweet, man*, but it happened, every person that wanted to get to the front of the stage…started pushing through the crowd and making up lame ass excuses. The most annoying part,all that most of these people are actually trying to do is be “cool”, be with the “in crowd”, and “try to act like they’re bad ass by listening to the same music as every other douche f*ck in there hip group of “cool ass friends” who don’t even know who the band is…can you do a quote in a quote?…Oh well! Basically, it feels like a breeding ground or pure social event…which it’s not…people(Mr. S and myself) are there to enjoy the band!
The whole time I’m basically feeling myself up! Momma’s got some “tig ol’ bitties” and she hates it when people constantly rub up against them in a crowd. So, she holds them 
. I had a guy putting his ass on me most of the time…HIS WHOLE ASS…!!! Mr. S(which is how i’ll refer to my boyfriend from here on out) was behind me(which is where i decided to put my ass *wink*)k!
Now, i’m an outgoing, fun loving kind of girl…but when you start pushing your way through a crowd and dancing like you’re on a dance floor….well, it’s not a time to mess with momma! I used to be afraid of punching people…however last night, I was SO GAME to do it! The disrespect some people have, pushing through a tight crowd so you can get to the front! It’s ridiculous!
Did I mention, i’m 4’11” and stood behind a guy that was probably 6’2 or so? He looked back at me a number of times and it’s like “Hey Mr. Tall, you’re still 2 inches taller than my man…can we please f*cking stand in front of you??” Like really…come the f*ck on people!!
I just needed to rant and rave for a moment I hope you enjoyed! I will be writing more…possible even nicer blogs soon
