You know, when you're walking down the street wearing your super-gory Cannibal Corpse shirt and some dude from across the road yells at you and throws up the horns? I was at work the other day, minding the gift shop as I work at a museum. I saw a guy walk by and I swore that he was wearing a Neuraxis shirt. Now, I'm wearing a red shirt with a nametag, and black pants. I also don't look particularly "metal". Eventually this guy comes into the shop, and I help him look for something. I had, at this point, confirmed that he was indeed wearing a Neuraxis shirt, so I say "sweet shirt by the way" He looks down at his shirt, then up at me, smiles like crazy and pumps his fist. I told him that Neuraxis came to Halifax a while ago but I didn't go and feel like shooting myself for not going (I wasn't into them at the time). When he was on his way out of the shop he shook my hand. Then, at my previous job pushing carts for the local grocery store (don't ever do this), I was working the closing shift. I'm on my way out of the store, heading into the lot to take a load (I took many loads a night when I worked there, one after the other until my face was soaked) when I saw a couple of guys standing there, one was wearing a Behemoth shirt. I said to him "that band fucking rules!" and he looks at me, all shocked, and then I open up my work shirt to reveal my Suffocation shirt underneath. We proceeded to have a little conversation, and we ran into each other on the bus a few times. Metal people are always the nicest. I'm sure some of you guys had "moments" like these. It's just awesome when someone recognizes your shirt, or they overhear your headphones and can actually relate, especially when it's totally out of the blue IE: not at a show.