With an office party at tonight's gig, the crowd dynamics were weird. In this situation, you have to use every trick at your disposal to get the crowd's attention. As I bumbled onto the stage and picked up my guitar someone commented "ooh a guitar". I leapt on that comment and made a joke. Then I asked the girl's name - Nicky - and proceeded to mock-flirt with her through the first song.
I left the stage and found a text "Who's Nicky and why do you like her". My girlfriend appeared to have developed the power to read minds. Or maybe there's something else? I texted back that it was amazing she should ask since I was only just comedically messing with someone of that name. How did the lady in my life know to ask about a Nicky. Am I to believe in spiritual crap?
I checked my auras and chakras and then looked at the phone, which showed that I'd placed an outgoing call about the time I hit the stage - the recipient...? you've guessed, the girlfriend. So, it wasn't that mystical.
Looks like my pocket is an additional voice of conscience.
As a minor correction here. If anyone reading this got the impression that there was a tight-lipped upset girlfriend at any stage in the proceedings, then think again. The lady in question knew exactly what she was hearing and was winding me up in the way that anyone who knows me well is usually quite adept at doing. I think she was amused at the antics she overheard and at the opportunity to freak me out... job done!
I left the stage and found a text "Who's Nicky and why do you like her". My girlfriend appeared to have developed the power to read minds. Or maybe there's something else? I texted back that it was amazing she should ask since I was only just comedically messing with someone of that name. How did the lady in my life know to ask about a Nicky. Am I to believe in spiritual crap?
I checked my auras and chakras and then looked at the phone, which showed that I'd placed an outgoing call about the time I hit the stage - the recipient...? you've guessed, the girlfriend. So, it wasn't that mystical.
Looks like my pocket is an additional voice of conscience.
As a minor correction here. If anyone reading this got the impression that there was a tight-lipped upset girlfriend at any stage in the proceedings, then think again. The lady in question knew exactly what she was hearing and was winding me up in the way that anyone who knows me well is usually quite adept at doing. I think she was amused at the antics she overheard and at the opportunity to freak me out... job done!
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