Concerts bring out the worst in me. I am not a confrontational person, but I shoved a girl and knocked her beer out of her hand (she was SLOSHED and trying to get past me and my friends to the front row) at a John Mayer concert, and I pushed another girl around at a Save Ferris concert a couple years ago. I was like 5'3", 110 -- she was was 6'0", 200, easy -- and I was in the front row, which is where she wanted to be, so she kept trying to shove me out of the way. I guess she figured that I would be an easy target since I was so little. Well, I fought back and elbowed her in the gut every time she got too close. Once, after a particularly violent shove on her part, I cleared her out with my elbow. The look she gave me was so murderous that the boy next to me offered to switch places with me and stand between the two of us in order to protect me! She didn't touch me for the rest of the show. I guess I should thank her, though -- not only did I get to stand in the front row, but I made friends with the chivalrous cutie next to me.
I practically b!tch-slapped a kid at a Reel Big Fish show, too. The drummer threw his drumsticks into the crowd and I caught one, and the kid stole it from me. I could have killed him. And whenever some kid is moshing practically on top of me I like to leave my elbow sticking out so it jabs them in the ribs -- that usually stops them.
Haha, this is making me sound like a horrible person. I swear I'm not!
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