So, this really probably should be two separate posts, but, that's just not going to happen, so bear with me.
Thought # 1 - Take your ass-grabbing elsewhere!
Hubby and I went to a concert last night (3OH!3, for anyone interested). While there, I noticed several things that made me feel... well, old.
Many of the kids there were dressed in the most bizarre ways.
- Mini dresses seemed to be a trend. I saw several of these. Not surprising, I guess, but it wasn't exactly mini-dress weather. It was about 30 degrees last night. And there was a breeze.
- Also prevalent were shirts that were purposely cut/torn across the front, seemingly to draw attention to the girl's bra (which was clearly visible, if not sticking out of the cuts in said shirt) and stomach. I saw a few of these, and most of them looked pretty awful.
- Flannel. What the f*ck is with the flannel?
- Douchebags with baseball caps were also pretty much everywhere. It's to be expected, I guess, but jeez.
Seeing all of this made me realize that I have grown up. I don't dress to "impress" at concerts anymore. I dress to be comfortable - jeans and a t-shirt, usually a sweatshirt... No makeup, don't do anything special to my hair... Just... Me. In fact, as I pointed out to the hubs, I was even wearing knee socks under my jeans to keep myself extra warm. Call me a nerd or whatever, but I was comfy.
Then he asked the following question: "How many of the people in this crowd do you think own a house?"
Well, crap. I looked around, there were maybe one or two other couples who could've been homeowners. And, of course, a few parents playing chaperon were probably in the same boat. But mostly, these were high school and college kids. Most of them likely didn't even have their own apartments, let alone a house.
Then 3OH!3 asked the crowd how many went to the UW... Holy shit. At least in the balcony (where we were), it had to have been a good 80-90% who responded in the positive. No wonder so many people were drunk as hell!
And yet, I could have forgiven all of it, until I saw one of the couples in front of us.
The female was more than likely drunk, as she seemed pretty wobbly (not to mention they were both holding drinks). The guy was one of the aforementioned douchebags wearing a baseball cap. And a few minutes into the main event, his hand went to grab her ass and didn't leave her body until she decided to sit down. It didn't stay on her ass the whole time (though, that seemed to be his favorite part of her body)... Oh, no. I saw some boob grabbing as well. And, of course, they were having a battle of the tongues, right there in front of us.
My thought is this: Why in the world would you pay $20-$30 each to come to a concert, get trashed, and grab on each other, when you could do it for cheaper at a bar, club or in your own place?
Seriously. Grossness of way too much PDA aside, it just seems ridiculous to me to pay that much just to cop a feel or two. Mind you, the $20-$30 is just for the ticket - jaeger bombs were going for $6 a piece! PBR was $4 each! And neither of those are going to get you drunk with one purchase.
Yes, I know, they could have started drinking elsewhere. In fact, I'd guarantee they did. But they each had at least one drink while there, so now that $20-$30 each becomes $25-$35 each. We're talking over $50 just to come make out? Here's an idea: GET A ROOM! It would be about the same (or a little more) to get a cheap motel room - which you can keep for the whole night - as it would to go to a concert for a few hours (and not even remember what the band was like because you were drinking and sucking face the whole time).
Note: Before you go asking me why I was watching, I didn't have much of a choice. From where we were sitting, they were directly in my line of view while trying to watch the show. When hands and tongues are flying all over the place, it's pretty distracting.
Thought # 2 - Happy Anniversary, Maxine!
On a MUCH more positive note, one year ago today we adopted the best dog in the whole world. Maxine has now been a part of our family for a year, and we couldn't be happier! In fact, it feels like there was never a time BEFORE we had her. :-)
So happy anniversary, Maxine McPupperkins! We love you so much!!