I was able to take another intern with me to take on the city of Chicago armed with only 150 fliers. She was driver and I was the jumper. We were looking for the Music Garage when we drove up to a group of about 15 guys on the side of the street. The other inter says, "Hey, they look like hipsters. Ask them if they want a flier." I agreed and immediately stuck my head out the window, saying, "Hi. Would any of you be interested in a flier about a music seminar?" As I'm asking them, I realize they are unloading gig equipment out of a trailer. I think, Great! Exactly the kind of people I want to be talking to! Once the question has been asked, every single one of the guys on the street start laughing before one turns around and says, "No thanks. I think we're good."
As we pull away from the small crowd, we notice a big red touring bus. It's then that I begin to wonder who exactly it was I had been talking to. The other intern and myself park the car and begin to search for the Music Garage by foot. When we get back to the tour bus and trailer, the group has dismissed and only a few boxes remained on the sidewalk. Each of the remaining white boxes where labeled with black text which says, Plain White T's.
I wonder how long they laughed about that stupid girl who asked them if they were interested in a music seminar.
