Parental guidance
She later proceeded to converse with the children at will during the musical program. The father further down the row behind us sat with bland disregard as his seven-ish son periodically pounded with his fists on the backs of vacant seats in my row. I won't share the comment my ex-girlfriend would have made to me at this point, but the initials are W.P.
Disappointingly, the program promised we would see sackbuts and there were none.
This reminds me of a joke:
Q: A snake and a trombone player pass each other on the street. What's the difference?
A: The snake may be on his way to a gig.
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