Yesterday I set up/took down the set for Austin Mahone. The entire theater was nothing but teenage girls. They stood outside in 100 degree weather and stayed plastered to the fence from noon to midnight to try and see the artists.
I left half way through the day rather than stay during the show and when I came back, my dad had the guard reserve a gate near the back fence. He had to shoo girls out of it and they were all staring at me thinking I was someone special.
If there’s one thing I learned, it’s that the military should be researching ways to weaponize a crowd of teenage girls screaming because of all the loud things you hear at that job that was the most piercingly painful thing I’ve heard.