They didn’t have enough portable restrooms.
My hubby Ed spent almost 500 bucks to get the tickets to take me to a concert with one of my number one top artists.
It was supposed to be my birthday present, but with that much money, I made it my mother’s day, birthday, plus anniversary present in one.
It was 1 of the most thoughtful gifts Ed had ever purchased me. The evening of the concert I was entirely excited. I had to go pee shortly after getting inside, although I refused to go back out to use the portable restrooms until the concert intermission. I was having so much fun I wasn’t sure I wanted to leave just then, although I could not wait another hour. I went outside plus stood in line at the portable restrooms, but one of the other women was complaining about how they should have had at least ten or 12 more portable restrooms, plus I had to agree with her. Some of the ladies were prancing around, hoping not to pee in their pants. It was such a long wait! By the time I got into the portable restroom, I knew I had missed the opening of the second half of the show. I had waited in line for the bathroom for over half an hour, plus I still had to find my way back to my seat. I had my concert ticket in my pants pocket, so I had the seat number, but somewhere in line or on the way to the portable restrooms. I had to call Ed, plus ask him where our seats were; that was if Ed could hear the phone ringing over all the din of the noise.