@Session5 started a conversation on concerts we've all attended. Got me thinking about things that happen at concerts that really don't have anything to do with the band(s) or music. So, I'll start. Keep it some semblance of clean and make sure Statute of Limitations has expired on the off chance Big Brother might be reading this.
Don't remember the band or arena. But nature called and I headed to the men's room. Waited my turn like a good boy.... like I had options. Finally walked up to the last urinal that also happened to be right next to the exit. Out of the corner of my eye, saw a stall door open and I looked in that direction.... to see a 20 something blond young lady exit the stall and make haste to the exit out. The guy next to me and I made eye contact. Both went... "huh." Finished the job and headed out the exit. I think we were to only two that witnessed it. Guess when ya gotta go ya gotta go.
Don't remember the band or arena. But nature called and I headed to the men's room. Waited my turn like a good boy.... like I had options. Finally walked up to the last urinal that also happened to be right next to the exit. Out of the corner of my eye, saw a stall door open and I looked in that direction.... to see a 20 something blond young lady exit the stall and make haste to the exit out. The guy next to me and I made eye contact. Both went... "huh." Finished the job and headed out the exit. I think we were to only two that witnessed it. Guess when ya gotta go ya gotta go.
