So after reading the thread about thoughts on drawing in public I thought it might be fun for people to share their craziest/funniest stories from drawing in public.
I'll start us off. This is the first one that comes to mind for me, not too terribly crazy or funny, but still something that happened.
So some time ago, when we couldn't sleep, my friend and I (He usually worked night shift, I was a student with no discernible sleep schedule) we would meet up at this 24hr diner that was placed between our two abodes.
It was after 3 on a seemingly normal Wednesday morning. I was drawing on my laptop, he was writing on his, and we were sitting at the now closed bar in the diner because it had the best plug locations.
A man stumbles loudly into the diner and then makes his way up to the bar. Standing next to me I see him from the corner of my eye trying to get someone to serve him a drink.
"Bars close after 2am here" I try to tell him but he ignores me. I shrug and go back to work. He will figure it out soon.
When no one comes to the bar to serve him, he turns to me. He points at my tablet. "Whats that? It lets you draw on your computer!?"
I have gotten this enough drawing in public that is only mildly irritates me to explain it again. "Yeah its called a tablet."
He stares at my art for a few moments before exclaimed "You have terrible footwork!" (I am drawing a foot at this moment) I can't help but wonder why telling a stranger their art is terrible is socially acceptable, and ignore the man now.
"Hey! Hey! You've ever seen Naruto? Your art reminds me of Naruto. Its a great show!" I have been watching Naruto since I was in middle school. I am 22 at this moment. "yeah" i mutter back. and go back to work.
He twiddles his thumbs before yelling at the waiters "Hey! Someone serve me, I wanna buy this lady here a drink!"
"They don't serve alcohol after 2", I try to explain again, and am ignored.
"Bars close at 2 sir", the waiter tries to explain. This man doesn't want to hear it, but eventually give up on his venture.
Quiet.
Then, "I've got a bottle of Jack in my car, if you wanna go have a few swigs with me". At this point I am highly confused by this mans persistence. I have shown no warmth. I am dressed like I am homeless. Obviously busy. And there is a diner full of drunk and attractive young woman. Why are you bothering me. My friend (6ft 8in, 300+ man) is still sitting quietly besides me.
"No", and I go back to work.
Man attempts to get a drink out of the waiter again, and is denied, at this point, the hostess asks me if the man is bothering me. He is, but not enough that I feel like he should be kicked out. Honestly, he should figure my disinterest out soon enough. I shrug and go back to work.
Quiet.
Twiddle.
"So.. Ive got an 8 ball of coke in my car, if you wanna.." eyebrow waggle.
I am staring at my screen intently. Is he just gonna keep on upping the anty? What next, 'Ive got a hooker and some X in car, wanna go party'? When will it stop?
"No"
Back to work.
He sits quietly next to me for a few more minutes before finally ambling out of the diner and into the night.
Sigh.
At this point I turn to my friend. He is laughing.
"So? No help from you?"
He laughs some more. "You seemed to be doing a mighty fine job stonewalling him. Didn't think I needed to intrude".
He was right.