tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605492992685167996.post1812927139242905958..comments2009-04-13T17:38:17.066-07:00addynoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605492992685167996.post-76778183539120505192009-04-13T17:38:00.000-07:002009-04-13T17:38:00.000-07:00Ohmygod...you actually said it ;)<br /><br />I just couldn't. However, I'm glad you did.<br /><br />I was glad there were more guys. Granted, most seemed to be douches, but there were some guys who were really nice (at least, on the very superficial small-talk level). I did have one who started chatting me up even before the cruise started. I figured maybe he was just being friendly. However, no because I ran into him at a bar after OSE charity concert. Then he chatted me up in person and I had to admit, no, it wasn't that he was just being friendly. I was pleasant when I saw him but always kept it moving. Then one night I'd brought sneakers in my tote with me to the club. That way I didn't have to double back to my cabin, which was on the other end of the ship. I'd left my tote with a friend who was sitting at the edge of the dance floor. I bent over to take off my heels and, I swear, the dude mounted me from behind and said I ought to stop playing hard to get. Yeah, from that point it was "impossible" to get. Oy vey! he.had.no.game. <br /><br />I also had two run-ins with couchebags. I told you about one when we hung out that night. There was another. Next year I'm going to bring some 'Coucheaway' mace to keep them at a distance. In four days I had to tell two ridiculously entitled older women to shut their mouths, mind their business and go on their way. Yeah, there were a lot of them on that boat.<br /><br />As for the people standing on the dance floor all transfixed on the DJ box, it wasn't a surprise. It was just a bit sad that they were just so transfixed by a guy they'd seen a few times already to dance. <br /><br />Eh, better them than me ;)Reginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024832959937205245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605492992685167996.post-86943960228257017462009-04-08T17:45:00.000-07:002009-04-08T17:45:00.000-07:00And those people won't change - EVERYONE who performs has people like that - the numbers are WAY LESS, but they are there. It's how I got the nickname The Sheriff in the music world - having to lay down the law with those crazies!Rachel/The Sheriffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06520255277749929786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605492992685167996.post-53089765576259362322009-04-08T17:41:00.000-07:002009-04-08T17:41:00.000-07:00How do you know how many people looked at your blog? People post stats all the time and I never know where they are getting them from - I NEVER check stats on anything, haha, but would be interested to know sometimes.Rachel/The Sheriffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06520255277749929786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4605492992685167996.post-36394645094921801462009-04-07T20:56:00.000-07:002009-04-07T20:56:00.000-07:00Ugh, those girls drive me crazy. The ones that just stand in their pretty pose waiting for someone to notice them.. <BR/>Love your blogs.PhotoMamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16321584092644121345noreply@blogger.com