I always wondered about the whispering that goes on behind me at events that my husband and I go to . . . hockey games, the movies, plays, or concerts. Sometimes people will get up and move. And yes, I know my husband is tall, but how bad can it be.
So there I was at Madison Square Garden. My seat was killing my knee, so I decided to move to another seat where I had a little leg room.
A quick cell phone call to my husband . . . "Rick, there is a seat right in front of me. I'm in section "blah, blah, blah."
Minutes later, this is my view of the game!
LOL!!! that's awesome!
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