<human>: Can you give me a shortened version of the text?

Let me preface this by saying that I'm a tall (6') woman. I kinda stick out in a crowd. 

This Fall I was supposed to go out to a campus bar with my friend. I went to a big 10 university (graduated) that isn't in a very big city, but you still see some weirdos around. Well, I'm not big on the bars anyway, but I said I'd go, so I put on a dress, did my makeup, and went out.

It's about a mile and a half from my house to the bars. I walked there, waited by myself for my friend to show up, and finally she texts me that she decided to go to her friend's frat party. No part of me wants to go to a sticky frat house to watch 18-year-olds get alcohol poisoning, so I finished my drink and started grumpily tromping on home. 

I get about 20 feet from the bar when a group of people walks past me, one of whom is a kinda short guy wearing an eccentric outfit. He walks up to me and says, "Excuse me, do you sing or act?" The last thing I wanna do is talk to some weirdo at 1am, so I just say no and stomped off. 

A few days later, one of my friends, an theater major, told me that a scout had come to one of her performance classes looking for movie extras. Immediately I think, OHHHHHHH fuck. She proceeds to describe the weird guy outside the bar at 1am. 

Of course, I really *don't* sing or act, so it probably doesn't even matter that I missed my big hollywood break, but I'm still kicking myself.
<bot>: Coulda been a star, but I didn't talk to a rando so now I'm watching Netflix and posting on Reddit.