Ushering never ceases to amaze me with its hilarity.
People don't understand a) concert etiquette, and b) that the ushers did not make up these rules. Funnier still, sometimes the general misunderstanding of the usher's job; we are not here to make your life miserable, gather sick pleasure from denying you entry, hold your children while you go to the bathroom (yes, this did actually happen), or know where your children performing in the concert are supposed to be warming up ten minutes after the concert has already started.
It gets funnier, though.
Today, I was working the back door of Ford Hall. It is set up so that there is an aisle that is not inside the theatre, a row of columns, and the seating area. Thus, I was stationed in the aisle, listening to the concert. The Chorus and a small volunteer orchestra performed a phenomenal rendition of Haydn's Creation. Thus, three acts, no pauses between movements, one big pause, one intermission. Of course, everyone thinks it's okay to come ten minutes late to the performance...and still expects to be admitted. So, there were people waiting in the aisle as not to miss the first act. This is moderately annoying, but does not commit any egregious sin against concert etiquette.
The infamous "woman in the pink shirt," however, just simply doesn't get it.
She stalks up, somewhat noisily, to me about halfway through the third part. I nicely explain that she cannot enter the hall, but can stand in the aisle and listen.
Lady: But I just left for a second to get my coat!
Me: I'm sorry. I can't let you into the hall, but I can let you listen from here.
Lady: Why can't I go in?
Me: They're performing. This isn't my rule
Lady: Can't you make an exception? I just want to see the end of the show!
Me: I can't make an exception.
Lady: *bursts into tears* I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU PEOPLE.
She had apparently pushed past one of the upper door ushers, yelled at her when she couldn't go back in, and then stalked out and didn't even watch from the aisle when I told her she couldn't go back to her seat.
People are silly.
Apparently I was later called some rather choice words by her.
...I lol'd.
ReplyDeleteAlso, did you get tired of listening to it because it was yellow? :O
I...was actually reading Waiting for Godot and not actually listening all that much. That play seems appropriate for the concert that never ends.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was all yellow. A little green and blue, but SO MUCH YELLOW.