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This past weekend Hubby, Oldest Daughter, her boyfriend and i went to Hershey, PA to go to the Rock Alliance concert at Hershey Park Stadium. We had a great time, but there were some sucky venue workers and concert goers.
The first story is a sucky worker. We bought tickets that would allow us to be down on the field, but would also allow us to leave the field to sit in the bleachers if we needed to. Hubby, while they were putting his access band on his arm asked the woman, basically to clarify in his mind, where he had access to. She told him that once he was on the field, he could not leave the field. He stopped someone in security later (he needed to go to the restroom and you had to leave the field to go to the restrooms) and he was told that he could come back on the field and if he needed to he could sit in the bleachers.
The second story, there was a guy that was too drunk to be drinking any more, three times he would walk by me and each time he poured at least 1/2 of his cup of beer down my left leg. My daughter's boyfriend asked me later if my leg had gotten drunk since he could smell the beer on me.
The third story has a karma ending to it. When Seether was getting ready to take the stage, Hubby and I went to get the four of us a spot near the front of the stage. Oldest and her boyfriend was watching Fuel at the other end of the stadium. We sere standing there in the crowd and these three guys come up on my left side and get in front of us. We really did not care, there was enough room for the kids to join us still. A fourth guy comes up on Hubby's right side and just about knocked him to the ground. A little background, Hubby walks with a cane due to having a stroke a couple of years ago. Hubby asked the guy what his problem was and the guy got into his face. I pulled Hubby back so there would not be a physical confrontation. Latter in the evening we saw the guy and his friends being escorted out in handcuffs for instigating a fight.
The first story is a sucky worker. We bought tickets that would allow us to be down on the field, but would also allow us to leave the field to sit in the bleachers if we needed to. Hubby, while they were putting his access band on his arm asked the woman, basically to clarify in his mind, where he had access to. She told him that once he was on the field, he could not leave the field. He stopped someone in security later (he needed to go to the restroom and you had to leave the field to go to the restrooms) and he was told that he could come back on the field and if he needed to he could sit in the bleachers.
The second story, there was a guy that was too drunk to be drinking any more, three times he would walk by me and each time he poured at least 1/2 of his cup of beer down my left leg. My daughter's boyfriend asked me later if my leg had gotten drunk since he could smell the beer on me.
The third story has a karma ending to it. When Seether was getting ready to take the stage, Hubby and I went to get the four of us a spot near the front of the stage. Oldest and her boyfriend was watching Fuel at the other end of the stadium. We sere standing there in the crowd and these three guys come up on my left side and get in front of us. We really did not care, there was enough room for the kids to join us still. A fourth guy comes up on Hubby's right side and just about knocked him to the ground. A little background, Hubby walks with a cane due to having a stroke a couple of years ago. Hubby asked the guy what his problem was and the guy got into his face. I pulled Hubby back so there would not be a physical confrontation. Latter in the evening we saw the guy and his friends being escorted out in handcuffs for instigating a fight.
Small world 
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