Thankfully Wrong
So John and I went to see Regina Spektor at the St. Louis Pageant Theatre with a friend of John's. The concert itself was great despite the loud drunk singers behind us, the ultra chatty women in front of us, or the 45 minute wait in between the opening act and Regina. Once Regina came on stage she totally rocked.
Unfortunately, the concert experience was almost completely ruined by a simple idiotic act on my part. Right before the opening act Kim (John's friend) and I went into the restroom. As I am sometimes wont to do, I took off my wedding rings before I washed my hands. Do you see where this is going? Yes, I stupidly got distracted and forgot to put my rings back on after drying my hands. I simply left them right there on the ledge above the sink.
So, it wasn't until 25 minutes into the opening singer's set that I realized that my hand was a little bare. And of course, my heart starts racing uber fast. Without saying a word I go back into the restroom praying that my rings are still there but having that horrible sinking feeling that they aren't. Of course - they aren't. So then I had to go to John and tell him that I left my wedding rings in the bathroom where they no longer seem to be. John with the ever so cool head tells me not to panic and then goes with me to talk with one of the security guards to see if there is a lost and found and if anyone had turned in the rings.
The story fortunately has a happy ending as the guy we talked to said that someone had just turned the rings in and then proceeded to direct us to the guy who would lead us to the lost and found area. After very little effort my rings were back on my hand and I only needed to feel embarrassment and thankfulness at the entire situation.
I was soo sure that my rings were gone forever. My faith in someone having the kindness and decency to turn them in was very low. But I am soo glad that I was proven wrong and that people are a lot more honest than I thought. Thank God for that. Thank God for that indeed.
Unfortunately, the concert experience was almost completely ruined by a simple idiotic act on my part. Right before the opening act Kim (John's friend) and I went into the restroom. As I am sometimes wont to do, I took off my wedding rings before I washed my hands. Do you see where this is going? Yes, I stupidly got distracted and forgot to put my rings back on after drying my hands. I simply left them right there on the ledge above the sink.
So, it wasn't until 25 minutes into the opening singer's set that I realized that my hand was a little bare. And of course, my heart starts racing uber fast. Without saying a word I go back into the restroom praying that my rings are still there but having that horrible sinking feeling that they aren't. Of course - they aren't. So then I had to go to John and tell him that I left my wedding rings in the bathroom where they no longer seem to be. John with the ever so cool head tells me not to panic and then goes with me to talk with one of the security guards to see if there is a lost and found and if anyone had turned in the rings.
The story fortunately has a happy ending as the guy we talked to said that someone had just turned the rings in and then proceeded to direct us to the guy who would lead us to the lost and found area. After very little effort my rings were back on my hand and I only needed to feel embarrassment and thankfulness at the entire situation.
I was soo sure that my rings were gone forever. My faith in someone having the kindness and decency to turn them in was very low. But I am soo glad that I was proven wrong and that people are a lot more honest than I thought. Thank God for that. Thank God for that indeed.