Concert Adventure: Chapter 4- The Floor

A little after 6:00PM I noticed that people were lining up at the doors of the Civic Center, so I went to the parking garage to dump all but a few things into my waiting car, whereupon I joined the queue. When one of the ‘event staff’ announced that those lucky enough to have a ‘floor’ ticket must obtain a bracelet in order to be admitted to that sacred area, I quickly and happily obtained mine. I entered with the first wave of concert-goers, and went directly to join my fellow groundlings. Security (a dozen muscular men in yellow t-shirts standing directly on the ‘audience’ side of the barrier) commanded us to sit- which we did, cross-legged on the concrete. An hour remained before the show was to start, but time seemed to fly by as I intently studied the darkened stage and the intermittent preparations thereon, and ‘people watched.’ I noted that my fellow attendees were mostly male, of the late-teen, early twenties age demographic. I saw a few young women, and a handful of older men, but I soon concluded that I was (more than likely) the only middle-aged woman in the crowd...