spice up your life

I remember when I was about 13- there was a caterer who lived in the neighbourhood. Maybe I baby sat for them or something because I got this invitation to help at the KISS Concert at the Edmonton Kinsmen Field House. I was excited. I didn't have a clue who KISS where but it sounded like fun to help at a rock concert.

My dad (who may or may not be reading this- which would be odd as he never calls me) said no. Said they were devil worshipers and no- I definitely could not go. I was disappointed. I still am. Experiences like that could have set me on the straight and narrow. Maybe I would have found something that intrigued me or interested me in a search for a career. Maybe I would have thought the whole thing was stupid and focused on school but instead I have always been slightly amorous of the elusive "back stage pass" or of the people who set up or travel with concerts.

Thus when the opportunity to work the merchandising stands at the Spice Girls Concert came up.. I jumped.

When you're feeling sad and low
We will take you where you gotta go
Smiling, dancing, everything is free
All you need is positivity

Everything is free except the fake back stage passes and glow sticks I'll be selling to 12 year olds at tonight concert. You know the one that kicks off the world tour? It's going to be fun. I need to find my whistle though.