Lessons learned from a night at the opera. (the met; not Groucho Marx movie)
1> add 45 minutes to the time table. (NYC traffic sucks!)
2> give the deadline times with smiley clock faces with the big hand on two and the little hand on the three! (girls don’t do numbers well.)
3> while the lead diva ain’t Taylor Swift, man, that heifer had a set of pipes. (funniest moment when lead guy has to pick her up a carry her to the imaginary bedroom. Bet he wears a truss!)
special note of the “child” in the show: those three guys making it move made the doll seem like a real kid.
Best joke of the night: “so that kid was brought to the USA and grew up to be Jerremy Lin!”
Now we”ll see what the others thought!
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FJohn ReinkeBestest oddest serendipitous moment of the night.
I was wearing my “campaign ribbon” on my lapel. Always do when I get clean up and dress up to the 9’s.
Coming out the rest room, this old gent going in, had be a 150 years old, grabs my arm and says “Like your lapel chevron. See I wear mine too.” I was stunned. He had the exact same one.
Surprising for me to think that fast, I said: “And I thank you for your service to our country that allowed me to earn mine.” His response: “You’re a good boy. God bless.”
And, ships in the night, we both moved on as the curtain chimes were ringing. Funny, never thought of myself as a “good boy”, wish we could have compared notes.
If I’d have been thinking faster, I should have given him my business card. I had them in my jacket pocket. (Never go anywhere with out the basic networking tools — business cards and a pen!)
I went back to my seat and wondered what he did to earn his. Bet it was a lot more than I did!
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