Miss P was very restrained. Very very restrained. I was proud. In Meribel she would have punched someone. Or glassed them. It would have been a disaster. There would have been blood. And tears. I would have had to come and sorted it all out. It would have led to a lot of extra work for me.
Noone
Not anyone
Pushes in front of Miss P at a Dominos gig. It just doesn't happen. Everyone in Meribel knows it. It's not safe. And yet here, in London she managed to control herself. She laughed it off when the girls in the heels and the body con dresses pushed past her. Don't get me wrong the anger flashed in her eyes. But she controlled it. Even when the girls started grinding around her and elbowed her away she controlled it. She didn't remove any clothes. Didn't throw her bra on stage.
It was the first time she has ever seen the Dominos sober. And she spent several times seeing them four times a week (she claims it was only twice but I'm sure it's four). And this was the first sober one. Quite an achievement I feel. And she was only sober because she didn't want to get the late night train home pissed. Who know what could have happened!
I was very restrained too. I didn't try to pack up the bands van. I didn't offer my services as a roadie. I was itching to while watching them pack up. But I didn't. In fact I'm still being restrained as I'm staring at their stuff, which is still in the bar. I have had to turn my back. I can't look at it!
I would make an excellent roadie!
Four separate drunk men have also tried to make me dance with them. I was restrained not to punch them in te face when they wouldn't go away!
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