Late this morning, I announced via an OnMilwaukee.com blog and Facebook that I would be giving away 20 Summerfest tickets at noon at the Alterra in Riverwest. I told readers I would be wearing a purple shirt and they should feel free to hit me up for a ticket or two.

When I arrived, just a few minutes past noon, there was a crowd of people standing out in front of Alterra, and I parked in the parking lot across the street. I walked about 10 steps towards the cafe, and the large group started running towards me. My adrenaline went from normal to sky-high in about two seconds. I felt like Danny Gokey.

Anyway, I gave away the tickets in under a minute, and most of the people were respectful, but a couple were pushy and grabby. (People, don't do this. It's just a Summerfest ticket.)

After I handed out the tickets and the crowd dispersed, a woman walked up to me holding a handwritten sign that said, "It's not me." Turns out, she walked into Alterra a little before noon, also wearing a purple shirt, and so many people asked her for Summerfest tickets that she finally made a sign alerting them that she was not me.

I did not get her name -- I was still a bit shell-shocked from being bumrushed when she approached me -- but I did get her photo, and I really appreciated her good sense of humor.

Wish I could give that gal a Summerfest ticket.