{"id":72,"date":"2005-09-27T09:39:35","date_gmt":"2005-09-27T16:39:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/?p=72"},"modified":"2005-09-27T09:40:09","modified_gmt":"2005-09-27T16:40:09","slug":"im-sure-it-was-a-compliment-but","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/?p=72","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m sure it was a compliment, but&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src='\/wp-content\/operalady.jpg' alt='' \/><\/p>\n<p>Last night, I had drinks with a friend who works at the symphony. We decided to go to a bar that is across the street from Benaroya, so I parked in the symphony hall&#8217;s garage. When we were finished, it was after 7:00 and I had to enter the garage through the artist&#8217;s entrance because the main hall atrium is closed along with the bus tunnel. As I got into the elevator to get to the bowels of the garage, a man hollared for me to hold it. He was probably 50, portly, wearing a bad suit and glasses, but looked harmless. You have the image in your head, right? <\/p>\n<p>When he got in the elevator, he looked me up and down and asked if I was there to try out. I thought, &#8220;Try out for what?&#8221; but not really wanting to engage in a big conversation with him, I said, &#8220;Um, no. I was just having a drink with a friend.&#8221; As his gaze fixed on my breasts (to be fair, I was wearing my low cut, ruffled, black shirt and white skirt), he asked if I was a &#8220;performer.&#8221; Again, I said no. He then explained that a few nights ago, Benaroya was host to an &#8220;operatic competition&#8221; and he thought maybe I was taking part in that.<\/p>\n<p>So, apparently even middle-aged fat guys think I&#8217;m chubby. Before you call me crazy, think about it: how many skinny opera singers can you think of? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last night, I had drinks with a friend who works at the symphony. We decided to go to a bar that is across the street from Benaroya, so I parked in the symphony hall&#8217;s garage. When we were finished, it was after 7:00 and I had to enter the garage through the artist&#8217;s entrance because [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=72"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=72"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=72"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.hickopolis.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=72"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}