I thought I'd share some of my sightings & eavesdroppings with you.
**Spotted!**
Slightly overweight woman in skin-tight, hot-pink dress stumbles her way across the floor with boyfriend in tow. Of course this wouldn't be extremely awful, except for the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra. And it was incredibly obvious. To the point that the girl sitting behind me made the comment, "Do some people just not look in the mirror before going out? Maybe she doesn't own a mirror!" Her dad admonished her for the comment, which I don't blame him, as she was constantly spouting negative remarks about everyone and everything. But more from her later. The woman, however, was either completely unaware of her ensemble or fully aware and relishing it. Did I mention she had no jacket? Just her thin, jersey dress with narrow spaghetti straps.
**Seen & Heard**
Daring & bold! College girl struts by with indigo mohawk and chic glasses. What guts! What courage! What...was she thinking?? Okay, she actually rocked it well. And with confidence. The people sitting in front of her liked it so much they asked for a picture with her. She gladly obliged, with a smile on her face. Of course, Negative Nelly behind us had to voice her opinion on that.
NN: "Eww! Mom! There's a girl with a mohawk!"
Mom: "No...where? Is that a girl? Are you sure?"
NN: "Definitely a girl. And it's actually shaved on the sides!"
Mom: "Why would you do that!?"
NN: "Oh my gosh! That is so rude! Their asking for her picture! That's the rudest thing ever! I can't believe that! So rude!"
What I couldn't believe is how NN made fun of the mohawk sporting girl and then showed concern for her when others complimented it. The girl seemed in great spirits and I think if you're going to flaunt a purple mohawk you expect stares and comments.
**Witnessed**
Two hip, middle-age women rock out to Alanis Morrisette & Matchbox Twenty. They were swaying, grooving, clapping, and belting out the tunes. The women were having a blast, but one woman had brought her son and he was sitting unmoving in the seat next to his exuberant mom. Embarrassment? Perhaps. Although, he did liven up when Matchbox hit the stage. Back to my favorite lady, the one without the son. Man, was she fun to watch! She just couldn't sit still. Having the luxury of an aisle seat, she was out dancing and sashaying about. To steal from Shakira, her hips didn't lie. She was having the time of her life grooving to the beat. (stole from a few songs there) During an Alanis song she even shouted out an "F***, yeah!" for all surrounding her to hear. Whether she was sitting or standing, her arms were always waving and her hips were forever swaying.
**Overheard**
Now to my negative friend sitting directly behind me. Before the concert ever started she and her mom were running their mouths. "This better not be like the Daughtry concert." "It's just like Daughtry! He sang way too close to the mic!" "Does someone want to tell them their sound system sucks!?" "Who is this band? Their horrible! Maybe that was good, but oh, wow! You can bang on drums. Congratulations!" "Are we going to Daughtry when he comes back? I need to know so I can book it. That's why you need to be online everyday checking to see when the tickets go on sale!" Timeout. Weren't you guys just discussing how awful the Daughtry concert was? And now you want tickets to his next concert?
Mom to her daughter: "I'm so glad you like such a variety of music." Wait! Did I hear that right? Her daughter had just spent the last 10 minutes complaining about all types of music! Country, rock, pop, you name it. Didn't sound like she was very accepting of various music genres.
And on it went. But that gives an idea.
Oh how I love people watching. Brings a smile to my face. :)
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