is often hectic work, I'm finding. Often hectic, usually tiring, and almost always confusing.
It is the last factor that caused me to run around
a nightclub, looking for my boss at one of the larger events we've been putting on. I knew he was in the VIP
area, so my logic was that if I find a door manned by a security guard
who turns away everyone who tries to enter, I've probably found the correct place
I managed to find such a place, and over the smoke
, I somehow explained to the guard that I was one of the promoters
, and he let me in, presumably recognizing me from earlier in the evening.
It was to my great confusion, then, that I found myself not in a comfortable open space
, but in a narrow hallway
filled with electronics
. As I moved closer, I saw that there seemed to be turntables
, a mixer
, and other assorted audio equipment
around. In fact, there seemed to be a person wearing headphones
in the middle of this confusing mess, giving me very strange looks.
It was only after I stepped fully into the corridor
, looked to my right, and saw a half-thousand people start to scream and cheer that I realized I was in the DJ booth
, and they all thought I was the headlining
performer, ready to start my set
Please, dearest reader, make up your own ending to this story, as it could not possibly be less graceful than mine.