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The Best Show on WFMU => Show Discussion => Topic started by: Richard_From_CHI on July 06, 2007, 01:42:30 PM
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So I went and saw the Police last night and it lead to a re-examination of the whole C'mon guys thread for me:
here are four:
1) If you are a famous rock band and charging a zillion dollars a ticket, re-learn how to play your songs, hit the high notes, and remember the words to your songs.
2) Changing the key and the temp so you can play your songs is not okay.
3) Why is it that the majority of the audience came to get drunk and talk loudly. I got really mad about all of the talking, but then realizaed I was one of 5 people who came to hear the band.
4) For the love of God, you are 1000 yards from the band, why on each was everyone taking picture with their cell phone camera.
C'mon guys.
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If I could make one Concert Law it would be to ban all these damn cameras. A couple of weeks ago I saw some idiot filming a song with his camera AND his cell phone. That was a first. Then he mysteriously left about halfway through. I guess he had his proof he was there and that "it was awesome!" No need to stay to hear the actual music.
Also, at the Superchunk show in Brooklyn a couple of weeks back my buddy and I got a nice place up front. Then all of a sudden without warning about 20 people with giant cameras swoop in front of us like it was the Hinderburg Explosion or something. I literally had to shove my way up in front of them to be able to enjoy the show.
Makes we long for the good old days when you just had to worry about someone slamming into you or shouting out "Freebird!" in your ear over and over.
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1) If you are a famous rock band and charging a zillion dollars a ticket, re-learn how to play your songs, hit the high notes, and remember the words to your songs.
2) Changing the key and the temp so you can play your songs is not okay.
3) Why is it that the majority of the audience came to get drunk and talk loudly. I got really mad about all of the talking, but then realizaed I was one of 5 people who came to hear the band.
4) For the love of God, you are 1000 yards from the band, why on each was everyone taking picture with their cell phone camera.
C'mon guys.
Thank you I'm glad someone realized it to.
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I don't really mind if I am at a bar if people talk when the band is playing. Its a bar, people do that there.
However, when I pay $50 for a concert and there is assigned seating, perhaps clamming up would be a good rule.
I went to see Wilco last Saturday and these idiots behind me talked through every song that they didn't recognize. I did get to do the mental calculations of what Wilco albums they did own which was amusing.
I tried giving them the stink eye, even a stink eye with hunchy shoulders but to no avail, C'mon Guys!
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If you can't stand people talking, don't ever go to a Dave Attell show. In fact, never go to a show where the performer has any connection with being drunk.
I felt sorry for him, I really did. At no point in the evening was he able to get two sentences in a row out without being interrupted.
The only performer I've seen who was more destroyed by the ridiculousness of his fans was Morrissey, who walked offstage 45 minutes in as the THIRD PERSON jumped on his back to hump/hug him. I think the look he gave the audience was the wry-est look I've ever seen.
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So I went and saw the Police last night and it lead to a re-examination of the whole C'mon guys thread for me:
here are four:
1) If you are a famous rock band and charging a zillion dollars a ticket, re-learn how to play your songs, hit the high notes, and remember the words to your songs.
2) Changing the key and the temp so you can play your songs is not okay.
3) Why is it that the majority of the audience came to get drunk and talk loudly. I got really mad about all of the talking, but then realizaed I was one of 5 people who came to hear the band.
4) For the love of God, you are 1000 yards from the band, why on each was everyone taking picture with their cell phone camera.
C'mon guys.
The Police: 1 Richard_From_CHI: nuthin'! Sting, Stewie, and Andy got ya! I mean, come on! Linus warned you back in February (http://18rabbitscircleblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/grammys.html) to skip this dinosaur spectacle!!!!
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I went to see Wilco last Saturday and these idiots behind me talked through every song that they didn't recognize. I did get to do the mental calculations of what Wilco albums they did own which was amusing.
did you see them in burlington? or was vermont another night?
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did you see them in burlington? or was vermont another night?
I saw them in Toronto June 30th, it was the last night of their tour and they were amazing.
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If you can't stand people talking, don't ever go to a Dave Attell show. In fact, never go to a show where the performer has any connection with being drunk.
I felt sorry for him, I really did. At no point in the evening was he able to get two sentences in a row out without being interrupted.
The only performer I've seen who was more destroyed by the ridiculousness of his fans was Morrissey, who walked offstage 45 minutes in as the THIRD PERSON jumped on his back to hump/hug him. I think the look he gave the audience was the wry-est look I've ever seen.
I went to a Shane McGowan and the Popes show, and the place was PACKED with fratty college boys who saw it as an excuse to get ripped. Many of them had to leave, BEFORE the opening band was done. On their way out, as they were being dragged off the floor, I said to any of them that went by me, "Hey, it's cool, I remeber my first beer."
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So I went and saw the Police last night and it lead to a re-examination of the whole C'mon guys thread for me:
here are four:
1) If you are a famous rock band and charging a zillion dollars a ticket, re-learn how to play your songs, hit the high notes, and remember the words to your songs.
2) Changing the key and the temp so you can play your songs is not okay.
3) Why is it that the majority of the audience came to get drunk and talk loudly. I got really mad about all of the talking, but then realizaed I was one of 5 people who came to hear the band.
4) For the love of God, you are 1000 yards from the band, why on each was everyone taking picture with their cell phone camera.
C'mon guys.
The Police: 1 Richard_From_CHI: nuthin'! Sting, Stewie, and Andy got ya! I mean, come on! Linus warned you back in February (http://18rabbitscircleblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/grammys.html) to skip this dinosaur spectacle!!!!
So so true.
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An open letter to the drunk guy swaying next to me at the Morrissey concert:
C'mon, dude. Putting your hands on my mammary glands? Not cool! He didn't even sing that song.
People seem to get drunker at outdoor concerts. HATE THEM.
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Agreed.
I saw GZA open up for Sonic Youth (Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat) in Chicago. Sonic Youth was the antithesis of the Police. The crowd gave a damn, were respectful (with the exception of the indie (is it Twee?) kids who have not yet learned to surf the wave of substance and alcohol intake).
The best part of the show was playing the clapping game I invented while playing with my friends 4 year old as Sonic Youth Played. Her attention span is longer than mine, she won.
I stopped drinking entirely for awhile during law school as I was so disgusted by the behavior of my classmates. It seemed easier to say "No thanks, I don't drink" than to suffer the relentless attempts to feed me drinks. I have the occasional adult beverage, and as a misguided use I did get the bento box of other things, but wow have I long since grown out of getting f-ed up. Sloppy loud drunk people piss me off. Self control jackasses.
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There were booze booths lining the goddamn Count de Hoernle Amphitheater (no, that's seriously the name of the amphitheater -- it makes me lol.) Margaritas, COCKTAILS, beer, beer, and more beer. I stuck to the fresh squeezed lemonade, thank you, and it was delicious.
I had dinner at a nearby restaurant before the show, however, and got a light beer. It tasted like water.
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Isn't that the point of Lite Beer?
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An open letter to the drunk guy swaying next to me at the Morrissey concert:
C'mon, dude. Putting your hands on my mammary glands? Not cool! He didn't even sing that song.
People seem to get drunker at outdoor concerts. HATE THEM.
Wowzers! I didn't get my manmary glands handled, but there was a much bigger quotient of meatheads at the Boston show than I could have ever anticipated. During Kristeen Young's set, a guy right next to me yeled out, "For a little girl you got a BIIIIIIIIIIIIIG SOUND!" I guess it was meant as a complement, but... C'mon guys...
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I hope my manmaries get jiggled this Friday when I see Limpwrist play with Fucked Up (who coincidentally have a Best Show reference on their blog).
http://lookingforgold.blogspot.com/
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I hope so too. If I wasn't so freaking busy I'd go an we could shake 'em together.
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A stranger just called me "Tom Scharpling's #1 bitch."
Come on, guys.
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To be fair, that guy's an idiot.
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To be fair, that guy's an idiot.
Indeed.
Also, my c'mon guys: "Hey it's 5PM/8:30AM and I'm gonna park my car in the left lane of a busy downtown street with my hazards on."
It's not that original but it plagues my drives to and from work every day.
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I remember him saying that his avatar is a self-portrait with a lot of sentimental value.
So I stole it.
It's my avatar now.
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To be fair, that guy's an idiot.
Hesh is gone, and the new poison is Pinkhamster. Ah, the Circle of Life. As Patton said, God doesn't flush a toilet without dumping raw sewage on your lawn.
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Oh thank gawd. I thought it was just me who couldn't stand Punkhammy.
Avatar thieving? I'm so in.
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A guy came into my place of work and asked for 15% off because "I'm fucking insane."
Come on, guy.
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A guy came into my place of work and asked for 15% off because "I'm fucking insane."
Come on, guy.
The answer to that statement is "Awesome, then you won't mind paying double!"
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A student of mine needed only my dinky freshman level Intro to Statistics course to graduate. Because it was a summer class, and it's sort of super-accelerated (15 week course in 4 weeks,) 30% of the course is based upon homework which I would return, and allow them to correct and resubmit for FULL CREDIT. I worked my self crazy grading and regrading homework every day ALL summer. All they had to do was get it done. I preached about this every day. There is NO WAY you can make less than a C if you will just work with me on this, and get your homework grade up in the 90s. (Any student with an average of 90 on the homework only needed a 60 average on the exams to pull a C.)
Dude had a 67 test average, but turned in less than 1/3 of the homework; the average homework grade was a 96; his was 24. He missed making a C by 4 points, but then, after grades were submitted, begged me to let him make it up, actually saying in his e-mail "I know I didn't work hard on the homework, but I didn't think I would need to then." Now he's filed a protest with my department head claiming that my "refusal to give him a C in the course is denying him a college degree."
C'mon, guy.
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Two words.
Billy Mays. (http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Billy_Mays)
C'mon guy. Haven't you invented enough cleaning products yet?
(http://images1.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/0/0f/Billymays.gif)
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Two words.
Billy Mays. (http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Billy_Mays)
C'mon guy. Haven't you invented enough cleaning products yet?
(http://images1.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/0/0f/Billymays.gif)
I think it's more like: C'mon guy. Haven't you ingested enough cleaning products yet?
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Two words.
Billy Mays. (http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Billy_Mays)
C'mon guy. Haven't you invented enough cleaning products yet?
(http://images1.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/0/0f/Billymays.gif)
I think it's more like: C'mon guy. Haven't you ingested enough cleaning products yet?
I love Billy Mays! (http://www.atmospheric-violence.com/mays/) He's so intense!
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Three weeks in, and many in my home state of Virginia can not stop whining about the new increased fines for reckless driving, road rage, and DUI.
Morning Zoo meat-heads are calling it totalitarianism. You'd think we'd been invaded the way folks are getting bent out of shape - writing letters, generating petitions, soliciting support for their god-given right to kill each other on the roads.
Pentagon's right over there, but it's the NEW FINES that should have us yelling in the streets.
Come on, guys.
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I would like to use this thread to address the attendees of the Ladybug Transistor/Starlight Mints show last night. GUYS! They have these places called BARS! At these places, you can drink all you like and talk to your friends about all of the stupid shit you want to talk about and text message your boyfriend and take pictures of yourself for your MySpace page. I KNOW! It's amazing! You can do ALL OF THESE THINGS, and you won't have a band vying for your attention or have to shout over said band. GOD.
What kills me, the Ladybug Transistor is really good. There were five people scattered on the main floor. The rest were lounging on the banquettes lining the sides of the club and carrying on with their little chats about how cute their goddamn outfits are. And what's ridiculous is the local band that kicked off the show had about thirty people on the dance floor, singing along and shaking their asses, AND THEY SUCKED. Truly sucked. It was so tedious. Let me tell you how tedious: there was a guy playing the washboard. There. Now you understand. The lovely bassist for the Ladybug Transistor was selling their merch, and I bought a tee shirt and felt compelled to apologize for my fellow Miamians.
Also, the Starlight Mints were great. Of course, Marian had to say, "We came all the way from Oklahoma to see you. And we want to see you." So, yes, people got their asses on the fucking floor. And it was great.
I want to bring the water bottle I use to spritz my boy cat when he jumps up onto the kitchen counter. He can jump onto any furniture in the house, but not onto the goddamn stove, you know? He once burned his paw pads, and the moo-ron still jumps up onto the counter. (Don't worry -- minor injury. The vet was able to treat it fine, and it was similar to getting a callus or something scraped off by your podiatrist.) Anyhow, I want to take that squirt bottle and waltz up and down those fucking banquettes and squirt those rude little pigs, you know? Ugh.
There was an old dude dancing (badly) at the show. For some reason, he approached me and asked if I was a photographer. Uh, I didn't have any camera with me or even out, nor did I have an equipment bag. Weird. He then told me he was a fashion photographer. I just nodded and smiled and kept dancing. Badly, probably.
This was by far the worst audience I've ever seen at Studio A. I'm disappointed.
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Wow. I'm bummed I didn't go.
Also, I have a picture of Laurie and what may be Miami's QuadP at home. Will upload tonite.
This was at the Elf Power/Man Man show last month.
(http://www.arcuradio.com/etc/miamiquadp.jpg)
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Wow. I'm bummed I didn't go.
Also, I have a picture of Laurie and what may be Miami's QuadP at home. Will upload tonite.
You got a picture of me with Beaver Hat Dude? I think you left before Beaver Hat Dude took off his shirt.
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Was the opening band the Jean Marie? These guys?
(http://a245.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/64/l_10f063a701af9c49c61c8d6a4cf9ef04.jpg)
I have an acquaintance in that band. HA!
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Yes. Your friend's band sucks, and your friend's band's girlfriends suck even more. GUH. Those assholes danced more to the Dandy Warhols the DJ played in between sets. And by "DJ," I mean someone who hooked up her iPod to the speaker system and set it on shuffle, because she played, like, four Dandy Warhols songs, two of which she played in a row. So maybe it was an iPhone.
ALSO, your friend is an asshole, because he and his bandmates carried on with conversations amongst themselves and their stupid during the Ladybug Transistor set. They should have paid close attention, you know, so they could get an idea of what a good band sounds like. Ugh.
And, you know what, as the shitty opening local band, they had a responsibility to bring their friends out onto the dance floor and show respect toe the GOOD bands, not to sit their asses down on the goddamn banquettes and talk about hats and the benefits of wearing sunglasses at night indoors.
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Are they supposed to be spelling out words in that picture?
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I have an acquaintance in that band. HA!
Me too. HA HA!
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Are they supposed to be spelling out words in that picture?
(http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/207/dorksvh0.jpg)
OK, so that didn't really work.
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I have an acquaintance in that band. HA!
Me too. HA HA!
You guys let these acquaintances of yours know that I think they suck, both as musicians and people. They're very Dave Matthews Band, and they were rude to the Ladybug Transistor, and I cannot abide by that.
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(http://www.arcuradio.com/etc/miamiquadp.jpg)
I'M IN UR FRONT ROWE
TAKIN' MY SHURT OFF, MOVIN' UR MONITURZ, AND CREEPIN' OUT UR ACTUAL FANZ!
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Are they supposed to be spelling out words in that picture?
(http://img219.imageshack.us/img219/207/dorksvh0.jpg)
OK, so that didn't really work.
I LOVE IT! its like the F-O-T gang fingers i've been trying to do. "F" and "O" are easy but I think you need a third (fourth?) hand to make the "T" - either that or some dexterous daktulos.
(http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m47/hippocatgeek/Photo238.jpg)
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I have an acquaintance in that band. HA!
is there anything worse than having a friend in a really shitty band?
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is there anything worse than having a friend in a really shitty band?
Yes.
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Yes having a friend in two shitty bands.
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Having a friend in a GG Allin-style "shitty" band.
I mean, people complain about what gets thrown on them at Gallagher (and Gallagher's Brother) shows.
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Being the friend in the shitty band.
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Virgin Airlines.
I am a tall guy 6'3" and honestly I could not put my legs in my alloted space on your 747's. I pleaded with the stewardess who moved me. If I am going to pay that much money to fly on your stupid damn airline please don't torture me, give you flyers 3 more inches of legroom. AND to the young man who had his seat all the way back, digging it into my knees, despite the fact that we hadn't left the runway and he was 4 feet tall, a pox upon you.
C'mon guys.
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Ugh, the worst feeling in the world: the shorty asshole sitting in front of you jamming her seat all the way back into your crossed legs. I think it would be polite to warn the passenger seated behind you that you're going to do this. My shins were bruised for days -- a really nasty green color.
The shitty service and seats on Northwest made me decide that I'm not flying anywhere that JetBlue doesn't service. Next time I go to San Francisco, I am going to Oakland via JetBlue. I'll make my goddamn brother pick me up there.
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My computer crashed yesterday, and I had to contact Acer's phone support. I was desperate for advice, since the machine wouldn't boot at all (most likely a system32 error in Window$$$), and I have, you know, all my important files on it - photos, documents, the usual stuff. After waiting in line for 30 minutes, I got through. The Acer support person calmly told me that I needed a "recovery disk", which would reset Windows and everything would be happy-happy, and that he would send me one. Just as I was telling him my address, I got disconnected. When I tried to call again, it was passed their hours, so I had to wait til today before calling again.
(Already, right there: C'mon guys.)
Called again today, got another guy on the line. Explained everything again. "My work stuff, everything is on that laptop", I begged. "No probs", said the guy. "Use the recovery disk, and everything will be back to normal." "So what will happen to the disk?" I wondered. "It will be wiped clean, so you can start over with no hassle!" chirped the guy.
C'mon guys. That's like two steps away from Jock Squad behaviour.
(Thankfully, I managed to rescue 99,9% of my stuff - thank god for external HDs! - and am now kind of hotwiring the laptop, in lieu of a recovery disk. I have to stay up for the show tonight, after all.)
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The kids on the train who take up two seats so they can lay down and take a nap during rush hour. Then there are the other kids who push back the end of one seat forward (which is used so parties of four can converse face to face) so they can put their feet up. Come on guys, people need to sit.
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Virgin Airlines.
I am a tall guy 6'3" and honestly I could not put my legs in my alloted space on your 747's. I pleaded with the stewardess who moved me. If I am going to pay that much money to fly on your stupid damn airline please don't torture me, give you flyers 3 more inches of legroom. AND to the young man who had his seat all the way back, digging it into my knees, despite the fact that we hadn't left the runway and he was 4 feet tall, a pox upon you.
C'mon guys.
Why should the rest of us have to pay for your freakish body length?
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Virgin Airlines.
I am a tall guy 6'3" and honestly I could not put my legs in my alloted space on your 747's. I pleaded with the stewardess who moved me. If I am going to pay that much money to fly on your stupid damn airline please don't torture me, give you flyers 3 more inches of legroom. AND to the young man who had his seat all the way back, digging it into my knees, despite the fact that we hadn't left the runway and he was 4 feet tall, a pox upon you.
C'mon guys.
Why should the rest of us have to pay for your freakish body length?
Don't make fun of the disabled, you thoughtless bastard!
My people are being oppressed.
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The kids on the train who take up two seats so they can lay down and take a nap during rush hour. Then there are the other kids who push back the end of one seat forward (which is used so parties of four can converse face to face) so they can put their feet up. Come on guys, people need to sit.
Additionally the people who give their bags a seat during rush hour...
AND, as I have a pregnant wife and have witnessed this, the FWD's who don't give their seat up for a pregnant woman. If you are 20 and in good health you can get your ass out of your sit for an expectant mother. How dare you.
C'mon guys.
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My people are being oppressed.
You jest, but such prejudice can indeed exist: thirty years ago, a woman I know objected to her daughter's fiancé on the grounds that he was too tall.
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I make fun of my coworker for his freakishly long limbs. I am an oppressor.
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T-Pain. Who does this guy think he is, Peter Frampton? Enough with the talk box.
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My people are being oppressed.
You jest, but such prejudice can indeed exist: thirty years ago, a woman I know objected to her daughter's fiancé on the grounds that he was too tall.
My wife's family was to opposite, you were looked down upon (pun intended) if you weren't tall enough. There are numerous stories of the women in the family bringing gentlemen home to meet the family to be told "Well he's a nice boy, but he isn't very tall is he".
My wife is quite tall, and I've heard stories of women being treated poorly for being height endowed.
People are silly.
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No, no--to repeat: people are stupid, and there is no hope.
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What's silly is you expecting to be given special treatment because you're tall. It's like fat guy demanding two seats or double portions in a restaurant. I'd really like to be more sympathetic but its hard when one of your kind steps in front of me every time the band starts.
I know you can request the bulkhead seats by the emergency doors if you're tall, I've seen people do it. Virgin is the second best airline I've ever flown, free alcohol, great movies and entertainment system, tubular bells.
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I'm not asking for an upgrade to first class. but at 6'3" i'm not a frak of nature and I should at least be able to take my seat. Virgin has BY FAR the most stupidly cramped seats of any airline ever. I have never had the sort of problems I had on virgin. United, American, Southwest, Lufthansa, hell Continental, no problems. Virgin, I can't take my damn seat. So it isn't special treatment, I want what I paid for a place to sit for my 8 hours.
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There is a difference between obesity and being tall.
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I'm not asking for an upgrade to first class. but at 6'3" i'm not a frak of nature and I should at least be able to take my seat. Virgin has BY FAR the most stupidly cramped seats of any airline ever. I have never had the sort of problems I had on virgin. United, American, Southwest, Lufthansa, hell Continental, no problems. Virgin, I can't take my damn seat. So it isn't special treatment, I want what I paid for a place to sit for my 8 hours.
Lies!
United has 1" less than Virgin, as do some of Continental's and Lufthansa's planes. Only American matches Virgin.
http://www.seatguru.com/charts/intl_economy.php
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A chart it may be mate, but it doesn't resolve from experiential observation. The virgin 747 seat was the tiniest seat I have ever experienced, the seat footprint may be the name as other comprabable cattle class seats on other airlines, but there was less leg room, so-help-me-god.
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The one good thing about flying NWA is that I can pretend that it's approved by these gentlemen:
(http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000003B6J.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg)
That keeps me amused for minutes.
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At least you get to witness the strength of street knowledge.
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The flight attendant crew are all members of MWA. Minnesotanz with Attitude.
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Are they capable of attitude?
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Are they capable of attitude?
Capable in any and every... Hold up, son, that's a DOC song. Are you trying to confuse me?
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Back to the original topic.
I saw an amazing "C'mon guys" on Saturday.
I saw a guy about 25 years old with a big beard walking his Boston terrier and smoking a pipe!
Toronto rules.