What the Hell Happened While I was
are easing up virus wise, Mrs. C and I attended a concert for the first time in
years. It was a Doo-Wop concert featuring
groups like the Duprees (Have You Heard), The Brooklyn Bridge (The
Worst that Could Happen) and The Tokens (The Lion Sleeps Tonight). Needless to say it was not a young crowd.
was filled with wispy DA haircuts and bulging waists. There were walkers and a
few wheel chairs. There was not any annoying
high arm waving, isle dancing and “We love you” screaming.
It was an
has changed somewhat since the pandemic and not in a good way for old people.
started out with parking confusion.
We used to park
in the garage across from the theater. Easy
Pull up to
the attendant, grab your ticket and pay on the way out…five maybe ten dollars,
I don’t remember.
not so easy. Drive right in, park you
car and then try and figure out how to pay.
Easy for young people, old people not so much. We were surrounded by a confused generation
of Doo-Wop fans trying to pay for parking.
these days you have to point you phone camera at a square blob of squiggly ink
and wait for a web site to appear. Then
you fill in a series of questions ending with your credit card number to find
you are being charged $20 for 7 hours of parking. Even this was not as simple as it could have
been as the parking garage offered horrendous internet reception.
Thanks to Mrs.
C we were able to figure out how to pay and she also walked several other
confused seniors through the process.
could enter the theater we had to prove we were vaccinated.
we had our proof of vaccination on our phone and that was accepted…not that I
think they really looked at it.
were optional. I wondered if they needed
to tell us that. Like would it be
possible to NOT allow mask wearing?
Now we are
in the theater and of course before the show starts all us old people needed to
pee. Even that has now changed.
are all non-gender. I guess that is fine
for young people, but old people balk at peeing next to the other sex. The room was entered with great trepidation.
out that these restrooms only had stalls, and a lot of them, so it was weird,
but not too awful. Not for number one
anyway, pretty sure number two would be an issue for most of us geezers.
seemed to like the idea of for once seeing men have to wait in a long line.
done, entering accomplished and peeing over, it was time to settle into our
Wait! Don’t we get a program?
the program required using your phone and pointing the camera at another squiggly
ink square and downloading it on your phone.
Apparently if you do not have a smart phone, you can not park, enter a
theater or get a program. At least you
do not need a phone to pee…yet.
show was fun. The falsetto lead singers
are not what they used to be, and the dance steps have lost a step. Still the groups are entertaining and everyone seemed to enjoy the
entertainment made you feel young again…everything else, not so much.
At 2:00 am we
were woken up by an phone text beep.
that, you girlfriend texting you?”
No, it is the parking garage letting us know our time has expired.”
Hell happened while I was away?