Otakon 1998, Saturday morning:

"I know you!" Said the teenaged boy on the escalator.

"Well, I've done a lot of costumes, which one was it, was it the…." And I began to rattle off the list.

"No, you were the girl flipping me off last night!"

"Ergh, I was? You in particular? I'm sorry."

" S'okay, you looked like you were having fun."

There is more to this, but I am tired….