Last week the world learned about a dumbass who tried to charge his iPhone by plugging it into a fake outlet on the set of Hand to God, a Broadway play that was just about to begin. Now, thanks to Playbill, we know the idiot’s name: Nick Silvestri of Seaford, Long Island.
But why did he think it was a good idea to try to plug in his phone into the fake set of a Broadway play just before a performance? For starters: He was drunk.
Silvestri had had a busy day. He was in town with his family, his neighbors and his cousins from California. “We go to see shows maybe once a year and we heard this play was supposed to be funny.”
They ate beforehand at a restaurant about a half block from the Booth Theatre where Hand to God is playing. They had a few drinks, and he admits “we were a little banged up.”
An attempt to plug in his dying phone at the restaurant ended in disaster. “I got yelled at by the manager,” Silvestri said.
Not long later, with just five percent of his battery left, Silvestri and his group were seated in the orchestra section of the Booth Theatre. As the the rest of the audience settled into their seats. Silvestri looked at the set and spotted the outlet.
“I saw the outlet and ran for it,” he said. “That was the only outlet I saw, so I thought, ‘Why not?’ I was thinking that they were probably going to plug something in there on the set, and I figured it wouldn’t be a big deal if my phone was up there too.”
Silvestri managed to plug in his phone, though audience members shouted their dismay and “about five” security guards swarmed him, forcing him back to his seat. “They were pretty mad,” he said. “They said, ‘What were you thinking?’ I said, ‘Hey, buddy, what’s the problem?’”
A guard retrieved his phone as the head of security spoke with Silvestri. “The head guy came down and started yelling at me in front of my family and the whole place. My mother kept saying, ‘I’m sorry, I’m sorry,’ and they finally let us us stay and watch the play.”
He never got the chance to charge his phone but he he did enjoy the play, kind of.
“I’m not much of a play guy, but it wasn’t bad,” he said.
Sivilstri and pals