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My Sting Moment

On Friday, December 23rd I was at Pike Place Market, having busked a couple sets with Sketch as Hobbit & Hare. Sketch went home when we were done but I stayed around so that I could help my sweetie pull the carts back to the lockers. (Many crafts folk at Pike Place rent locker space to store their product in at night. The lockers are spread through the market, mostly on below ground levels.)

As I was exiting the elevator coming out of the lockers I noticed two young ladies walking by. They were probably late teens or early 20s, and they were immaculately turned out in 1940s style. Anyone who knows me at all well will realize this look is something that makes my little heart go pit-a-pat. So I stood there and had one of those old man experiences. That’s where you stand with a goofy half smile on your face thinking, “Lawsy, she’s lovely!” and then it hits you what a tired, saggy, old man you are and your heart breaks a bit.

But… just as they’re passing the smaller of the two turns and starts coming towards me. At first I’m thinking, “Crap! Was I staring and drooling or something?” and then, “Naw. She probably wants a picture of the mustache.” (This is a pretty common occurrence.) But I was wrong both times.

Instead, she grasps my arm with both hands and says, “I love your voice! I have one of your CDs at home and I listen to it a lot.”

Boom! That was the Sting moment. My knees are quavering a bit and all I could manage to croak out was “Thank you.” But I considered that a victory, because I really would not have been surprised if all I could say was…