LIVING LIFE

My husband and I attended a Beach Boys concert last week. As we were waiting for the event to begin, a large screen began displaying colorful ads for all of the upcoming concerts. As each group name came across the screen neither of us could recognized the performers. Out of approximately twelve names, only one was familiar – Tom Jones. And yes, we felt old.

The concert was great and as it was ending we decided to start walking toward the exit in order to avoid the usual sardine-like crowd. Unfortunately, in our attempt to exit quickly, I left my favorite jacket on the back of my seat.

If I had tried to navigate the crowd leaving the amphitheater to retrieve my jacket, it would have been like a salmon swimming upstream. So basically, in an attempt to avoid being a sardine, I now had to become a salmon swimming upstream. Either way I was destined to be some kind of fish.

We decided to leave without my jacket and hope that calling the venue’s lost and found would solve the problem. A few days later we did call and then drove back to the scene of the crime to claim my much loved item. Once I stopped professing my gratitude, we had a thirty minute conversation with the wonderful employee who shared stories of the interesting items which have been left behind at concerts, most of which have not been claimed. Car keys, coats, eyeglasses, and wallets to name a few. Apparently, only two of us have recently retrieved our items -a woman who came back for her Prada purse, and me.

I hope my jacket doesn’t develop an attitude.

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