I haven’t been to a show since 2019, but my friend Meem suggested we go see Turnstile in October, so we did just that.
Not even 30 seconds into their first song I was pushed from behind so hard that my glasses flew off my head. I was on the ground (it was pavement), scuffed my knee, looked for my glasses for a quick second, and then got the fuck out of there. My friend was punched in the face. Another woman near us ended up on the ground, too.
I mean, in our combined 50 or so years of show-going experience we thought things would be chill, but that wasn’t the case.
I couldn’t drive us home, as I’m blind as a bat without my glasses. My buddy had to drive me to center city Philadelphia to get me new glasses so I could drive back home that day. It was about $380 and I got my new glasses in a few hours. The photo above is from the nearby mall while waiting for the glasses.
Oh, and my friend got a parking ticket while we my glasses.
When it rains it pours, but at least we have another story to last us another 25 years.
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