We spent a perfectly lovely evening at the theater and had dinner afterward with six friends.
Well, it was lovely except for one odd happening during the play. I took a non-flash photograph during the performance. (Imagine me doing a thing like that) Who would have suspected that was a ‘major “No No” here?
The first thing I knew about my criminal activity came from my neighbor’s tap on my shoulder…a very angry young lady, was squatted down at the end of the row, and vigorously mouthing something that I couldn’t understand. “What does she want?” I whispered. “Your camera” was the answer. Oh yeah…THAT was going to happen! I smiled sweetly, put my camera in my purse…she turned a funny red color that I could see even in semi darkness, narrowed her eyes, glowered, and waved a ‘gimme that camera’ at me again. I just nodded my head slowly back and forth.
Since we were in the middle of the second row and the performance was right over our heads she couldn’t do much more without standing up and yelling “Stop the show…granny has been a bad girl and won’t give me her toy.” Course at intermission they ‘surrounded me’ and watched very very carefully until I’d deleted the picture.
Ah, rats…I was going to make such pile of money selling it to…to…well, to ‘whoever’ would want a fuzzy picture of unknown performers! (grin)