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I have loved New Kids On The Block (NKOTB) since I was 13 years old - I'm the same age as Dax, October 1975. They were my first concert in 1990 (back in the day when there was no social media or online ticket sales, my mom got tickets from the radio station). They came back together in 2008 and I went to a concert in Denver, Colorado. It was AMAZING. I was walking to my seat and going downstairs. I wasn't paying attention and fell - a drop about 4 feet - and my purse went flying. All my stuff fell out and spilled out everywhere. This is an important detail for later. I was fine - the adrenaline from being at their concert again all these years later had me flying high!
After the concert, we were trying to find them at a Waffle House (they would always go to a Waffle House after concerts) and I was driving with my friend on one of the many interstates. We had tried 2 or 3 locations without luck and it was really late and we were one of the only cars on the street. We were jamming to our favorite NKOTB songs, living our best lives! And then there was the police car with lights on behind me.
I wasn't speeding - so I wasn't sure why I was being pulled over. I was in a rental car and am a very good driver. Like a grandma-good, not skilled-good like Dax.
So, I roll down my window and the lady* cop asked how we were doing. We said we were GREAT and asked how she was. She said fine, and asked if we knew why we were pulled over. I said, "No! I wasn't speeding". She said, "No, you weren't, but you were swerving all over the place. But have you and your daughter?...friend been drinking?" I said, "No! Not a drop. And this is my friend [rude, I am only 10 years older than her!] but we must be drunk on New Kids On The Block!" She said, "You went to the concert? MAN, I wanted to go to that but I was working!" We shared that it was one of the best concerts we'd been to and were listening to their music on blast...which probably explained the swerving.
She asked for my license and registration. I said, "This is a rental car, but my license is in my purse in the trunk." [I was mad that I didn't have a zippered purse and if everything was going to fall out again, it could fall out in the empty trunk.] She let me out and ran my information. We chatted more about our mutual love of NKOTB, who our favorites were, etc. and she let me off with a warning.
I've never successfully gotten out of a ticket otherwise, but will never forget the time I used my favorite boy band as an excuse.
*I'm just glad it was a female cop. That probably would not have been as fun if not.
Me and my "Daughter-Friend" went to two more concerts together and if there is time, I have one more story. We went to see NKOTB in Seattle, WA. We drove from Missoula, MT where we lived. After the concert, my cousins who lived in Seattle picked me up so I could spend time with them and she took my car out for the evening. We agreed to meet up the next day.
When she got back to the hotel, she was hysterical. Sobbing, couldn't hardly speak. Come to find out, she parked my car - a Chevy Tahoe with a ski rack on top - in a parking garage downtown and just walked and used a taxi the rest of the night to be safe and not drive while drinking. Smart. But, the entrance to the garage was taller than the exit (not well marked) and when she left the next day, ripped the roof off the car as she exited the garage.
Our drive home was pretty breezy and it was an inconvenience while the car was repaired, but totally worth "rip the roof off your car" fun!!
p.s. I'm not on social media because I volunteer in a maximum security prison and it's not safe. But I properly stalk yours using my husband's account and LOVE the show. I'm an OG armcherry!
I didn't send pictures, but here are some:
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