Called to order Weird Al concert tickets. Felt nerdy to begin with, cause I was using the phone. I am 80. I still patronize the post office and order things in catalogs. When I go to restaurants I order the senior plate, which is a hamburger on a wilted piece of lettuce with a side of canned cling peaches and no bun. And a coffee. Decaf. Are you SURE that's decaf, honey? Good. Only Equal? No Sweet-N-Low? Oh dear.
Anyway, I felt even nerdier when a black customer service rep answered the phone. Yes, I know you cannot always tell a person's race by the sound of their voice but this was a black guy. Unless it was Eminem. But it wasn't Eminem because I'd recognize Eminem. I have all his records. I mouth memorized lyrics about mother rape and shooting people while riding the subway. People are intimidated.
The CSR of course didn't give a fuuuuuuuuuck. He kept saying "Yankovitch" instead of Yankovic and I honestly believe he had no prior knowledge of who this Weird Al is or what he's all about. Is it because of his age or his race? Or both? I think it's the age. He sounded young.
Did I mention that this is my THIRD Weird Al show? The first one I went to I brought a whoopee cushion and got him to sign it. I thought I was the most clever girl in the world but behind me were about 50 people, all holding spatulas.