Thanks Jen for triggering this memory...
We often found ourselves hanging out at the Pie Pizzeria across the street from Helaman Halls, partaking of food, sodas, and the various festivities. Late one particular evening our freshman year, we were sitting and eating some pizza, sitting at one of the booths with a video game in the surface of the table, when in walks a strange lot of characters -- one or two of them in leather outfits (white, no less).
We're sitting there watching them, snickering at these middle-aged goofs in "rock" outfits when suddenly we realize who they are: the band Survivor. You now -- of Rocky 3/Mr. T/Eye of the Tiger fame? There was a concert that night at the Marriott Center - which was reportedly "packed" with 2000 screaming fans. Hmm....2000 screaming fans in a sports arena designed to fit over 15,000. Woo. Hold me back.
So the band was on the prowl on a weekend in Provo, Utah. They stood in the doorway, either looking at the menu or waiting for a rush of fans that never came -- and then started to mill around. It was actually kind of sad to watch these middle-aged has-been muscians, obviously looking for some attention.
So we are sitting there eating, when a couple of them come over to the table and started trying to play the game inside our table. It was a little akward, to say the least. And then one of them began to flirt with Preston's girlfriend, Astrid. It was hialrious. We couldn't help but laugh.
Which I think finally got the message across to them, and they wandered out...again, with no attention from anyone else within the Pie.
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