I love watching people show up late to a concert, stand anxiously in the back for a moment, decide they deserve a better view, elbow their way through row after row of annoyed fans while whispering, "Excuse me," in a voice that sounds far too cutesy to be sincere, and eventually reach a dead-end where they're sandwiched between two concertgoers who simply will not move, at which point they try to convince themselves they are comfortable and look back to their other friends with eyes that say, "Come on in! The water is great!" even if their body contortion says something far different.
I get a kick out of it every time.
Comments