I mention to everyone I email with, date-site-wise, that I work the RenFaire, which is why I’m not available on weekends March through June. I found my chickens came home to roost.
While I have told people, come to Faire, it’s fun...you’ll have a good time! I also say “hey, let me know you’re coming and I’ll try and look for you.”
Someone decided to come to Faire and take in the sights and tell me later that he had been there…and he had seen me….
Yes, just like that, kind of unsettling when you see it in print! I tell people to let me know they’re coming, because with the parade of humanity coming in the gate I don’t always truly see people. If I know to expect someone I may be on the lookout for them. Thinking that someone came to Faire, someone who came looking for me, knowing they were ogling and left makes me feel strange.
I’m sure he didn’t mean it quite that way…but it is a bit unnerving, I’ve got to admit. Well, dear reader, how would you feel? Hmmmm?
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