google analytics

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

I Hate Jr. High Band Concert Audiences

My 8th grade son had a band and choir concert this evening. In attendance (and sitting directly behind me) was Gabby, who talked through every piece, and her husband Snot, who gurgled his sinuses along with the band. Also in attendance were the Giggle Twins (sitting a couple rows forward from us, but we could hear them through the entire program) Mr. I-Can’t-Find-My Loudly-Ringing-Cell-Phone, and the Elephant Children who tromped up and down the gymnasium bleacher steps. 

I like Jr. High Band concerts. I hate Jr. High Band concert audiences.


  1. Yes, and don't forget the ones holding their tablets up at head level recording the whole thing, or those at the back of the auditorium with cameras on tripods so that most of the people walking along the aisle end up bowing down before the camera, as if the walkway was made for the cameras and not the parents.

  2. By the way, your commenting section requires way too many hoops to jump through to leave a comment. It's your blog, so you may want it that way, but I probably won't jump through that many hoops again. Peace.

    1. I'm guessing that you are referring to the "prove you're not a robot" stuff. It can be a pain, but it certainly cuts down on the spam comments.


Jeff Carter's books on Goodreads
Muted Hosannas Muted Hosannas
reviews: 2
ratings: 3 (avg rating 4.33)

Related Posts with Thumbnails