While Joey was sitting on a concrete planter in downtown Saturday night, this drunk girl runs up and puts a camera in his face while playfully telling him, “You’re on candid camera!”
Joey, without flinching, said, “No, I’m not,” and reached up with lightning speed to grab hold of her camera faster than she could press the button. Thinking about the girl’s surprise and immediate confidence deflation has been making me laugh all weekend.
One time eight years ago a girl unabashedly took Joey’s picture face-on while we were waiting for a show to start. We figured out that she was the one who ran a website that collected pictures of “emo” kids (simpler times when that mode of dress was really one of the only quirky byproducts of a music scene; and Joey had a sweater and glasses so apparently she thought he qualified for her site). He gave her a death stare and later on brushed by her, saying something like, “Don’t let me find that picture on the internet.” She never posted it, and I still laugh thinking about the fear in her face.
