Disclaimer: if this guy died, I’m sorry and am retracting this in advance. Death by heat exhaustion is not appropriate article fodder.
I don’t know that Snoozin’ Steve, as we referred to him throughout the day, is what Lollapalooza is all about, but our time spent with him was special nonetheless. It was dinnertime for Nick and I underneath the shade of a large tree. Too tired to hold a real conversation, we people-watched and relaxed. At the bench in front of us, a group of friends were finishing their food…and then there was Steve.
Steve’s eyes were half-mast. Steve’s head was swaying. Announcing to no one in particular that he was tired, he plunked his head down on the wooden table and promptly passed out. His inebriated friends left soon after. For the next 15 minutes, Steve slept motionless, his head probably filled with dreams of the shows he was missing. So here’s a thanks, Steve, for teaching us some fundamental lessons that day.
1) ANYTIME IS A GOOD TIME FOR A NAP.
Steve probably fought off the inevitable raging hangover he would have gotten while sobering up (the WORST kind) by being responsible and deciding when to stop.
2) PEOPLE ARE NICE
As visions of guitars and beer danced in his head, no one disturbed Steve. Even the Waste Management people gingerly picked trash from around his slumberland, careful not to wake him.
3) BUT NOT THAT NICE.
As time went by, new people sat at the bench and didn’t even acknowledge him. One woman was bold enough to drape her sweatshirt over his shoulder; Steve had become a lawn ornament. It’s not a good thing that no one woke him up, people…what if he was dead?
So in conclusion, take a good look at this picture. Do you know this kid? (Seriously…if he’s not OK, we want to know. And if he is, we want to party with him sometime.)
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