Just when I get out they drag me back in

So this is my post.  Nothing exciting but it amuses me.  I had to do somemore location shooting at this high school.  Now I have been to this place once before for a little while.  ONCE.  We had taped something for a promotional video and by we I mean MY TEAM.  It`s me and a couple of the old boys here.  So the first time around I got into a little trouble because I talked once too often with some of the students there.  I can`t help it if they wanted to talk with me.  And if anyone knows me they know that I can`t ignore someone trying to talk with me.  That and I burn faster than any human being on earth but I`m spoiling the ending.  So anyway we get there and start setting up for the athletics day at the school.  Everyone is outside and ready to compete in weird and wacky races.  As soon as I step outside I am assualted by highschoolers yelling my name.  It`s safe to say that I remembered NONE of their names so it was a little ackward for me.  That and the fact that I had 400 high school girls swarming over me.  There is not a word in japanese for jailbate but that doesn`t change the fact that it`s still illegal.  All I want to know is WHY wasn`t I that popular when I WAS in High School?  Immediately my co-workers start eyeballing me and yelling `Andrew, DAME`.  In Japanese that means BAD or don`t do it and is pronounced DA like the russian word for yes and ME like may as in may I have some tea.  So I am trying to be on my best behavior.  I even offered to buy everyone drinks because it was so hot outside(hint).  On my way to the vending machines I was stopped to take a quick group photo.  So I said sure why not…WRONG…1 turned into 13.  13, and that is not an exageration.  Everyone in that group wanted a photo with me and even a couple of people who weren`t in the group wanted a photo of me with the group.  So after 10 minutes of posing I try to find a way inside only to find that every door and entrance has been locked and baracaded.  And by lock I mean with chains it was the biggest fire hazard I had ever seen.  So I return to explain to the group why I don`t have any drinks.  While I am explaining a couple of girls run up behind me.  Take a picture in front of me like I`m a statue and then run off.  My team turns to me and starts yelling `Andrew WHAT did we tell you?` and I`m trying to say `It`s not my fault` in Japanese.

So to wrap up about 8 hours later we start packing up to leave and I take a good look at my arm and realize that I am about 10 shades redder than I should be.  The rest is just a painful blur that I rather not go into.