A couple years ago in Vegas one of the things I was really wanting to go see was the Evil Dead parody play because I had watched the movie recently and I love scary things. My mom being the good mom agreed to go with me (thank you mom). I wasn't 21 yet so we got in line quite a bit early since it was getting pretty late but my mom had a few beers before on the walk there.
As the night went on the and the line got longer we weren't moving and it had been over an hour that we had been standing there waiting to get in. My mom was starting to get a bit impatient at this point. FINALLY a few of the actors came out to the line to start letting people in but first they decided to dance around some... I was looking at the different costumes, they were dressed like zombies and some of the guys were dressed like women when I hear a yell from a familiar voice "Let's get this show on the road!" I glared over at my mom who was the one yelling this! Now I'm getting nervous because they still weren't letting us in and she was getting more impatient by the second. A few minutes pass and I hear another yell "You guys look cheesy! Let's get this show on the road!" Now I'm getting angry with my mom as I stand there mortified that she just yelled this out!
Fast forward and we finally get in and get seated. The show was in a smaller theater setting and we were in the second set of seats in the middle of the row. The show starts and it's entertaining and funny (and worth the "pre-show" that had been put on🙄). It gets to the intermission so my mom gets up and leaves the row for a few minutes. But when the lights go back off she's not in her seat. I started getting nervous again but there was really nothing to do beside sit and wait for her to return. That's when I see one of the workers chasing her down with a flashlight in the front section of seats telling her that's not where her seat is...she was lost. 🤦🏻♀️ She finally gets back to her actual seat and I don't even know what to say at that point.
But the show goes on. And I'm really enjoying it. My mom on the other hand wasn't enjoying it and was ready to leave for awhile. It's finally the end of the show and time for everyone to clap... except my mom who starts "booing", in the small theater room. At this point I'm over it and all I can think is "Are you kidding me?!" 😳
Enough time has passed that I am not as mortified of the happenings of that night and we now laugh about it. 😂😂
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