So I spent Friday & most of today at Monster Mania "promoting" my roller derby league. We weren't really dressed up except for having on our league tank tops & our roller skates, but we still a big hit. Of course I didn't sell a single ticket, but I sold plenty of t-shirts and took pictures with a lot of creepy old men. I still shudder when I remember the sensation of one guy's sweaty hand on my arm. Two guys actually high-fived each other after taking a pic with me. 
Another guy said he'd seen me for "years" and had always wanted a picture with me. I think I followed the correct instinct by NOT asking anyone to elaborate.
I'm a pretty shitty salesperson... I can draw people over, but I generally loathe smalltalk. After about 3 hours, I lose my ability to chat and can only glare.
Fortunately, some college friends showed up both days to keep me company... otherwise there's no way I could've stayed as long as I did. Brian, Tony, and his friend John all did their unique parts to keep me entertained. Brian pulled me around on my skates and teased the child actors, while Tony and John shamelessly indulged my predilection for tearing apart the sadder members of the crowd. Man... we even insulted a fucking baby. Good times, guys!!!
I came home and crashed on the couch as if I'd done something physically exhausting all day. Although... it IS rather exhausting skating on carpet all day. My legs are killing me!! I need a leg rub before I go back to sleep.
Another guy said he'd seen me for "years" and had always wanted a picture with me. I think I followed the correct instinct by NOT asking anyone to elaborate.
I'm a pretty shitty salesperson... I can draw people over, but I generally loathe smalltalk. After about 3 hours, I lose my ability to chat and can only glare.
Fortunately, some college friends showed up both days to keep me company... otherwise there's no way I could've stayed as long as I did. Brian, Tony, and his friend John all did their unique parts to keep me entertained. Brian pulled me around on my skates and teased the child actors, while Tony and John shamelessly indulged my predilection for tearing apart the sadder members of the crowd. Man... we even insulted a fucking baby. Good times, guys!!!
I came home and crashed on the couch as if I'd done something physically exhausting all day. Although... it IS rather exhausting skating on carpet all day. My legs are killing me!! I need a leg rub before I go back to sleep.
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You would pose for a photo with the dude right? An aging hippy, who uses a bathrobe as outerwear, and pays for milk by check.
That's style... It's so bad, that it's so far passed cool, that it comes back around to be cool again.