little quick story, not the same but...when i was about 16 y/o i worked at a subway. i worked with all deadheads. we would sit there and play tapes and cd's constantly, burning in the cooler/freezer and pretty much jam around all day long, it was my favorite job ever, to this day. well, "the dead" were coming to darien lake that summer and of course everybody was asking off. the owner (who was totally cool but knew nothing about GD or related) kept saying we all couldn't have off yada yada...so we're all kind of scared/nervous who is going to have to stay and work. when i say it was all deadheads, i mean all deadheads. about a week before the show as the schedule comes out. there is nothing written in for the particular day of the show. everybody is wondering and our boss is grinning ear to ear. he gave us an ultimatuum. we all stay and work throughout the day, or he shuts down the store and we take him to the show.
quite an experience! he had a blast. fast forward 7-8 years....i ran into him at the orlando show in the spring this year. totally bizarre. or totally normal?