Are you pissed off? I'm pissed off. Vent Thread.

[TPD]

hit the nail on the head, pal.

[videodrone]

Thanks, r00. Certainly explains a lot in my life.

drone

[kristin]

I'm glad I'm not alone. I hit 30 and all of a sudden I looked around and most of my friends have either a)moved or b ) morphed into people that I have absolutely 0 interest in spending time with at all.  Not that it bothers me terribly, since these things happen to most everyone, but for fuck's sake.

[chimera]

I didn't really keep any of my friends from my youth and had to come here (in the macro and micro senses of the term) to find, well, all of you.

[rokken like dokken]

I didn't really keep any of my friends from my youth and had to come here (in the macro and micro senses of the term) to find, well, all of you.

Truthfully, I lost nearly all my friends from high school within a year of graduation.  Every single one.

I think that's just life. 

[TPD]

i haven't talked to anyone from my hs in ages. ran into one of them recently, though...
funny story. and it's related to nin. might be very tl;dr but it's worth it (to me).

so there's this girl i was hugely crushing on in HS (and after) and i reconnected with her a few years later. took her to a fragility show that i had won tickets to. this was pre-pi. never seen nin live, and had just gotten into them the year before. this girl didn't know much about nin but i assured her it would be a good show (we know that was true).

anyhoo, this chick had a reputation for not being that bright. she was kinda dumb in retrospect, but i was blinded because she was purty and blonde and funny, and that's all it took in those days. and she seemed to be a good person, i guess (i was wrong?). whatever, she was cute, it was nine inch fucking nails, this would be fun.

we get to the show late, and i miss half of APC's set (they were opening, i didn't really know much about them other than that guy from the tools tool was lead singer, ha!)  but no biggie, because i was there for the nins (this would be the last time i ever see APC live, and yes, i fully regret it. i had another chance but that's another hilarious story i will save for another day [and by that i mean won't say at all because it wasn't funny]). we get there and can't find our seats... turns out we were upgraded to floor! huzzah! never
having been in a floor/mosh pit setting we decide to stand about 40 or 50 feet from the stage on the sidelines (this is important later).

it's a rocking show and we're both having a good time... and then she turns to me and asks...

"does this band have a drummer?"
"yeah, it's the dude drumming."

yea, i told you she wasn't that bright.
in fairness, the drummer was obscured from where we were standing (near a rail on the side of the floor, right near the lower bowl section of the seats [this is also important]) but... you can hear the fucking drums, you know? they're fucking loud.

anyhoo, fun time, she ends up digging the band. it was a tame show and no violence occurred, so i tell her hilarious live nin war stories i read about on the internets.  i tell her the infamous story about trent chucking a microphone stand at chris vrenna. we laugh. good night.

time passes.

now i really like this gal, or think i do, and out schedules don't really seem to mesh. i keep getting passes to film screenings and whatnot and she constantly flakes out. one time (was it one time?) she even kept the pass and i didn't even get a chance to use it. that should have tipped me off. but i was (was?) naive.

soooo. i manage to snag tickets to this show SHE wanted to see. eminem/xzibit/papa roach/limp bizkit.
stop laughing.
it was 2000.
don't judge.
ok, judge.

i get the tickets and she is beyond stoked. these weren't free either. got em off a scalper through a guy at work. all is good and on the night of the show i'm wrapping up at my shitty office job trying to get a hold of her. my flake-detector is kicking in. she's at some family function?

"i'll still be able to make it, though!"
"you sure? if you can't, i can get someone else here to go. it's cool."
"no,no,no. i'll definitely be there!"

and...
she's not there.
and i wait. and wait. and wait.
nothing.
she stood me up.
stings.
she tried calling a few days later. i didn't picked up. i'd get it the next time.
but she never made another attempt.
i had nothing to say to her, so i never called. she clearly wasn't calling either.
i always wondered, though...

never heard from her again.

skip to last year.
yes, 11 years later.
i'm at work (new work. not the office. a club), and the guy on stage (not huge, but fairly big-ish deal here) is related by marriage to this girl. (small world). he's played several times and in the back of my mind i always wonder.... what if? what if she showed up at my place of work? never happened though. one time i thought it did, and had a near panic attack of coming face to face with this gal after so many years... but it was a false alarm. someone that kinda looked like her... but really wasn't. didn't know this till the end of that show of course, and had a good laugh about it. needless to say, the idea that this would happen one day was in my mind... and on that day last year.... my spider-sense was tingling like crazy.

i see a name in the reservation book... and it looked familiar. is that? can it really be? and sure enough i look up... and all of a sudden... she's there.
my heart is racing. omg. she's there. it's her. does she recognize me? she wouldn't. i'm hairier and wearing a fedora. that's an elaborate disguise. she won't recognize me. guy in front, don't say my name. please don't say...
too late.
"this is so-and-so, please bring her to her table"
"oh, i know so-and-so very well"
"omg! i know you too!"

and we throw out pleasantries, and do the "omg so good to see you" spiel... and i get on with my duties and get back to my job of sound engineering and light technicianing (is that a word? it is now!)... wanting to say something but not wanting to lose my cool... or my job.
just waiting.
and thinking.
and waiting.

show ends. i go up to her. talk. and do what i should do, but i don't care, i need to talk to her about this. it's been sinking in my subconscious for over a decade and i had to get the bottom of this.
"i haven't seen you... in like 11 years."
"ya, i know!"
"not since that show..."
"right! nine inch nails!"
"uh... actually no, i was referring to the other one"
"which show?"
"limp bizkit/papa roach/eminem/xzibit"
"omg, i don't remember that! i would have gone!"
"well, you didn't show up..."
"i don't remember that at all. i totally would have gone"
"yeah..."

she apologized even though she didn't remember it. and assured me it wasn't anything personal towards me.
was she saving face because i called her out in front of her friends? did she legitimately not know?
i donno. i don't care. i got my closure (kinda). i heard what i needed to here.
said "whatever it's in the past". that usual jazz. didn't want to cause a scene (considering i was at work).
and it was over a decade ago. who gives a shit. life's short.
i asked for her card and said we'd keep in touch.
don't worry. i didn't.

however, it doesn't end there. here comes the funny part.
if you stuck around this long, you deserve a cookie, dear pi reader. here it comes:
while discussing that nine inch nails show and reminiscing of the good old days (ha), she told me how she told all her friends about the time that TRENT REZNOR THREW A MIC STAND AT HER AND ALMOST HIT HER IN THE HEAD.

"wait... what? that never happened?"
"it did! you don't remember? i've told everyone trent almost killed me!"
"uh... but..."
"omg it so did!"
"i guess..."

so let me get this straight... at my first ever nin show, trent reznor (pre-popeye days) threw a mic stand 50 feet(!) in the air across a crowd of moshers, and it almost hit the girl i was crushing on in the head (on the same night i told her about the chris vrenna mic stand incident)? and in the 11 years since that occurred i have left out that significant detail each and every time i recounted my nin tour experiences? and i don't remember any of this?



well, i definitely dodged something in 2000... but it wasn't a fucking mic stand.

tpd: digging crazy chicks against his better judgment since forever

-fin

[Static]

Sounds like you dodged a bullet like the fucking Matrix dude!  Chances are if she made up in her head the reality of the mic stand story and believes it, she probably doesn't even have a clue about the show she stood you up, she was probably busy cleaning up debris from the Challenger that happned right outside her house....

[r00]

TPD, I just read every word of that.  Good story and full of lulz.

It reminds me of that time you bit a head off some bat.

[individualzero]

"Oh man, I stood you up? I was busy getting nailed in the head by Trent Reznor's microphone for the past decade. Sorry!"

[Aaron]

Damn. I think you texted me about seeing said chick 11 years later at the club. And ya, CRAZY!!!!!


Also  eminem/xzibit/papa roach/limp bizkit.   

[TPD]

Sounds like you dodged a bullet like the fucking Matrix dude!  Chances are if she made up in her head the reality of the mic stand story and believes it, she probably doesn't even have a clue about the show she stood you up, she was probably busy cleaning up debris from the Challenger that happned right outside her house....

i totally fucking lolzed at that. and exactly. that pretty much gave me all the closure i needed on that weird unexplained incident.
she was fucking nuts.

TPD, I just read every word of that.  Good story and full of lulz.

It reminds me of that time you bit a head off some bat.

and that made me lolz too


glad you enjoyed it. was a lengthy read, but i was inspired and had to share that hilarious bit of wtf.
thinking of sharing some other crazy stories considering how underground pi is these days... it very little chance of stuff getting back to the original partcipants.
soon.

"Oh man, I stood you up? I was busy getting nailed in the head by Trent Reznor's microphone for the past decade. Sorry!"

see, that makes so much sense that even i was beginning to wonder if it happened.
but then i remembered the simple fact... that if trent can toss a weighted mic stand that far he'd probably not be writing emo music for aging goths.

[r00]

I dunno...  I think 2005 era ripped trent may have been able to pull it off.

[luna]

best story ever

[dee]

Thank you Teepers, I needed a laugh 

[Static]

glad you enjoyed it. was a lengthy read, but i was inspired and had to share that hilarious bit of wtf.
thinking of sharing some other crazy stories considering how underground pi is these days... it very little chance of stuff getting back to the original partcipants.
soon.

Tell me more good sir!