Yea this chick approached me at Bonnaroo in 06. We were waiting for an act to come on and she wanted to sit closer to me so that no one else would walk between us to get up close to the stage. I said sure. We began talking about last nights Tom Petty performance. She loved it. I said it sucked. (It did)
Then she practically screamed, 'oh my god!' when she got a whiff of some mary jane. Hello? Earth to girl. You're at bonnaroo. That's the culture that goes to bonnaroo. I proceeded to stop talking to her and once the band came on I distanced myself from her when everyone stood up.
She was weird.
(No, I don't smoke weed, but I at least am not oblivious to what to expect in certain areas. I bet she'd expect Yankees fans to stop acting like awholes at a Yankees game too.)