Then this adorable, fresh-faced twentysomething kid who was clearly drunker than a redneck at a cockfight approached me and started hitting on me and telling me I had a nice voice, etc.
“Your song really inspired me,” He said. “I can tell you are a really deep, meaningful person.” Then he went on and on and my friend next to me sent me a message that said “Hey, I think you need to take this call outside!” So I faked this emergency phone call and bid adieu.
A few minutes later the kid dropped and broke a beer bottle and was kicked out of the bar. For a while afterward he just stood in the doorway looking in, so I had one of the guys escort me to my car to make sure I wasn’t accosted by intoxicated, fresh-faced twentysomethings. Fortunately he was nowhere to be seen and I got to my car and my home safely.
Oh, that “inspiring,” “deep, meaningful” song I sang? “A View To A Kill” by Duran Duran.