| 24 February 2003 at 06.24.57 ZuluTime
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Posted by Lly [208.186.131.184 - THE] on 24 February 2003 at 06.24.57 ZuluTime:
Yeah, so, I got hit on at a coffee bar by a guy claiming to be Corey Taylor. The story goes...
Enter me, Insomnia coffee shop, to wait for a friend before we go off to see a show (which rocked. Too bad it was preceded by this). There's this bald headed guy sitting at a computer, in Yahoo chat, using the name "gremlin", no less. He asks for my name. "Why do you want to know?" "I'm from Des Moines, and if you're going to say your name is Kristin, I'd be like get the fuck out." "No, it's Shannon." "Hi Shannon. By the way, you're fucking gorgeous." This is where shit like so doesn't happen to me, so I bite. "So, what are you doing here?" "I just got in from the airport. I'm playing a show tomorrow night at Reunion Arena. Ever hear of Slipknot?" "Yeah, I like them a lot." "Well, I'm Corey. If you're going to be here around midnight, I'll introduce you to the band." Blah blah, something about liking to make fun of people with AIDS/HIV in chatrooms, proceeds to do this, then asks me to join him at a table in the back where he goes on about the fucking gorgeousness and guesses what kind of underwear I've got on. I ask a few personal questions I know the answer to, but "Corey" doesn't. Go figure. Enter friend to save me, and we head off. *bows out*
~*Lly*~