When I arrived to the Target Center, I had been super excited because I spent all this time picking out my seats. Upon great surprise, there clearly was a misunderstanding as the man pointed diagonally up towards the top all the way to the back of the wall. There was no way I was going to stare down at a screen and Mini Me's all night. The staff informed us that we could go to Guest Services to change our seats. Guest services were very kind and told me we could wait to show time to come back for tickets, but they could be anywhere....
I had either the choice of the "nose bleed" seats or the "random seats" that could be 100 level all the way in the back. My mother, being extremely patient, was just following along as she knows how I am when it comes to what I want.
As she was eating a pretzel, I looked and at her and I looked at the 100 section floor and said, "Let's go." I was wearing a Peach colored Calvin Klein dress with gold accents and gold pumps. My hair curled and my make up in check. My Mom looked blonde and beautiful in a long black dress and tan platform sandals. Most people were not dressed appropriately for a Pastor speaking, but perhaps a Texas audience is different. We looked the part and I was willing to take the chance, the risk, the sacrifice, and the frowned upon rule-breaking for him.
Mom, "Follow me."
We walked in smiling and in a one way direction right towards the front rows. There were about five staff asking for tickets and the lady began to ask me and said, "Oh you are on your way to your seat."
I was on my way to my seat ten rows away from him. It was a whole empty row for me to have my prayer space.
It's important to mention that these seats were ALL the same price at any level and the stadium was about 60 percent full. Now
my Mom and I sat in the high level seats for Bon Jovi, but for my inspiration-no way! Had to be close to his spirit....his presence....his positivity.
THIS WAS IT!
I had either the choice of the "nose bleed" seats or the "random seats" that could be 100 level all the way in the back. My mother, being extremely patient, was just following along as she knows how I am when it comes to what I want.
As she was eating a pretzel, I looked and at her and I looked at the 100 section floor and said, "Let's go." I was wearing a Peach colored Calvin Klein dress with gold accents and gold pumps. My hair curled and my make up in check. My Mom looked blonde and beautiful in a long black dress and tan platform sandals. Most people were not dressed appropriately for a Pastor speaking, but perhaps a Texas audience is different. We looked the part and I was willing to take the chance, the risk, the sacrifice, and the frowned upon rule-breaking for him.
Mom, "Follow me."
We walked in smiling and in a one way direction right towards the front rows. There were about five staff asking for tickets and the lady began to ask me and said, "Oh you are on your way to your seat."
I was on my way to my seat ten rows away from him. It was a whole empty row for me to have my prayer space.
It's important to mention that these seats were ALL the same price at any level and the stadium was about 60 percent full. Now
my Mom and I sat in the high level seats for Bon Jovi, but for my inspiration-no way! Had to be close to his spirit....his presence....his positivity.
THIS WAS IT!
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