Okay, so evidently I am going to talk about it:
- The children's choir that sang this afternoon was hilarious. They blushed and smirked anytime they realized they were on camera, and then usually forgot the words to the song they were singing. At one point, watchers counted 14 kids sleeping up in the choir seats. Right on the front row, one boy actually slept through a choir song - when his neighbor on the right sat down he poked the sleeper until he jerked awake, then explained in a stage whisper that he had missed an entire musical number. Those who had been following the saga then saw the sleeper clap his hands over his face and shake his head. SOMEBODY's mom will be having words.
- A woman came to the desk asking for "extra" tickets (seriously, if I had a dollar for every time I heard that request...) and when I said no she made some kind of weird crack that was evidently supposed to be a joke. I didn't get it, and in response to my blank look she snapped that "people here have no sense of humor". I tried to explain that Conference tickets are issued to all Stake Presidents in the United States, and she replied that she was from Georgia. I tried again, and stated that the only remaining tickets were reserved for International Visitors. She went stone-faced, then declared that we were practicing "class distinction". I... uh... OK. She repeated this apparently distasteful idea forcefully, then stormed away; THEN stalked back, gave me one last glare through the window, and stumped away in a huff. I don't even know.
- After being told that if he went to the stand-by line there was every chance he would get into the Priesthood session, a certain gentleman asked, "I have to WALK ACROSS THE STREET?!?" He refused, adding, "I'm starting to go inactive now."
6 comments:
Bless your heart and all your co-workers who deal with these people who have no understanding what it's like to be in your position!
Wow... walking across the street is that hard? If I'd have known that I wouldn't have done it so much today... Maybe I'm tougher than I thought.
I'm surprised the woman didn't try to convince you that being from Georgia would be just as good as being international or something. She came all the way from Georgia without tickets?
My roommate and I stood with a sign that read "Tickets?" for about twenty seconds before we were given two. I've never gone to conference with tickets beforehand and always made it into at least one session (today was the first time I participated in the sign-method, which I personally don't like, but it worked...). It's not that hard.
For the record...not EVERYONE from GEORGIA is a complete FREAK!
I would like to know, who DOESN'T know that G.C. tickets are issued through your stake? I knew that and I LIVE IN GEORGIA!
Missed the "show" on the front row...but I plan to rewatch soon and will be eying that spot with great focus. And having actually sung in G.C. previously, I can appreciate the falling asleep part...even in the Tab those are comfy seats!
xoxo
Oh, I know! She brought up "Georgia" like it was a different planet, and I'm all, "Uh, Kath lives there and SHE'S normal, what UP?"
We hear stories all the time about people getting into one or more sessions just by asking for tickets - it does work!
I enjoyed the little boy who frantically mimed to his neighbor to take his hands out of his pockets and hold them at his side...all with the camera and music still rolling. *sigh* Adorable.
It's amazing to me how much us Mormons forget to live our religion.
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