Let’s rewind a little bit to the beginning of the evening. When my date and I were walking in I handed over my purse to security for inspection. To my dismay, the security guard grumpily exclaimed that my camera was not allowed in the arena (gosh, I knew I should have headed to that nice grandpa looking security guard—he would have let me in for sure)…gasp! How dare they? It was very unfortunate. So my date took my camera back to the vehicle and I sadly went in to the arena empty handed. But wait! This story does not have a sad ending. Thank goodness for phones! My handy dandy little palm pixi of a cell phone in my front right pocket yet again pulled me out of a tight spot . Thanks to my trusty cell phone (and my date's cell phone) I was able to document a few moments from the evening.
What would we do without cell phones?
