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Seduction By Stalking

So being in the performing arts field I'm used to people being a bit "ga-ga" over the whole talent/stage persona. People seem to think that being good in music is somehow more sacred and special than being good in business or in interpersonal interaction or whatever. Considering my line of work, it's not like my ego's going to complain about that twisted logic. Well, in this musical I've had one teen girl that's all like "you're so talented and funny and a lot of fun to work with..." All while batting her eyes and swooning. Ok, that's sweet. Whatever.

Well, enter teen boy... He's been going out of his way to be near me and it's getting really creepy. Yesterday I was sitting at the piano in the pit and he slides to the edge of the stage on his side, head propped up on his elbow, other hand on his hip and he says (are you ready for this?) "Play something for me Damon." After much internal deliberation and tremendous effort to stiffle an avalanche of sniggering, I crafted my response: "no." The unedited, internal version was something in the realm of things that are best not posted on a blog.