Everyone knows I love John Mayer.
Everyone.
I finally was able to see him perform live in Atlanta this past Friday and although my seat was actually a tiny sliver of grass in the lawn with the other peasants, I enjoyed every second of it.
I went with a few friends (although apparently EVERYONE I know from Atlanta was there too, but hey, in a crowd of 19,000 that’s bound to happen) and in the car ride/ traffic sit up from TN, we played the “Let’s Guess if the People Next to Us are Going to the Concert” game. We were mainly right.
There are really only a few types of people at a John Mayer concert, I learned. Mostly white, middle class people no matter what, but then you have the people on the lawn, with me…
1. OLD PEOPLE GRINDING. This is true, it was right by me.
2. Couples INEVITABLY getting it on to “Your Body Is A Wonderland.”
3. People INEVITABLY getting high to “Who Says” because the next lyric is…” Who says you can’t get stoned.”
4. TSM/TFM children. Literally this frat culture has permeated all walks of life–I even saw acne-ridden teens pretending to be in Greek clubs holding a can of $576 draft beer. Go home.
5. Girls named “Olivia” who cry with joy when “Something Like Olivia” comes on. John Mayer is not singing about you. There’s nothing about all Olivias.
6. Girls in general.
7. Girls who go to fulfill their dream of meeting John Mayer (cough.)
8. Boyfriends who can be found crying silently, knowing they can never compare.
9. Katy Perry fans who secretly pray she makes a surprise guest appearance
10. Drunk people who interpretive dance to every single song. No…just…stop.
I didn’t get to meet him, but…he’ll be in Nashville in December! Maybe it’s the perfect time to see what people in the nice seats are like! ;)
