Our door girl decided to call in last night. I'm really starting to hate that door again.
Our New Year's celebration was off to a good start: two of the five bands decided to call in (the first band's singer caught strep throat, which is actually kind of viable since one of our bartenders caught it a couple of days ago), but the other band just flat-out said 'we're not going to show up'. Here's hoping the combination hangover+sunlight ruins their day... Going on at the same time as the show, though, was a human suspension act. As in, 'hang themselves from the ceiling like beef' human suspension. Take a moment if you need one...
In fact, that very same suspension act was being protested by the parents of some of the band members. They were offended that their teenage sons (yep, one of the bands playing last night are all teenagers, the oldest one's about 16 I think, but they're good) would be exposed to something so graphic. Taking into consideration that if they have a cable subscription, they've probably already been exposed to something like that makes me both laugh and worry about these parents.
Now, here's the problem: they were complaining to me like I was the one that put the show together. I talked to K about this later and he told me that he made sure that all the bands playing last night knew what was going on that night. They knew a couple weeks in advance that we were going to be having people hanging off of meathooks for a good chunk of the night. And they still complained. Maybe 'human suspension' meant 'trapeze artists' to these parents?
I dunno.
Our New Year's celebration was off to a good start: two of the five bands decided to call in (the first band's singer caught strep throat, which is actually kind of viable since one of our bartenders caught it a couple of days ago), but the other band just flat-out said 'we're not going to show up'. Here's hoping the combination hangover+sunlight ruins their day... Going on at the same time as the show, though, was a human suspension act. As in, 'hang themselves from the ceiling like beef' human suspension. Take a moment if you need one...
In fact, that very same suspension act was being protested by the parents of some of the band members. They were offended that their teenage sons (yep, one of the bands playing last night are all teenagers, the oldest one's about 16 I think, but they're good) would be exposed to something so graphic. Taking into consideration that if they have a cable subscription, they've probably already been exposed to something like that makes me both laugh and worry about these parents.
Now, here's the problem: they were complaining to me like I was the one that put the show together. I talked to K about this later and he told me that he made sure that all the bands playing last night knew what was going on that night. They knew a couple weeks in advance that we were going to be having people hanging off of meathooks for a good chunk of the night. And they still complained. Maybe 'human suspension' meant 'trapeze artists' to these parents?
I dunno.
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