It is 1:oo in the morning, this may not be perfect.
We just got back to the house. We had a great time, but I wondered at first. We were shown to our seats. It was reserved seating. Ours was terrible, a view of a wall. I asked if there was anything better. They showed me something worse. Ok, so it was $5o and we couldn't see the stage at all. I was more surprised than angry about the situation.
Edited to add that Josh says I was angry at first.
Our waiter came to take our order. I said, isn't this the most terrible view--he agreed. I told him I knew it wasn't his fault. I said he was the cheerleader for us in the back. He was trying to reassure other tables it would be ok. He took our order--I asked for Mellow Mango Sauce. He came back with a bottle, and two more new bottles wrapped in a to go box for me to take home. We ate our food happily, he insisted on giving us a desert. Yummy bread pudding that I loved. I was over my grumpiness long before he offered me the desert or the sauce.
I was standing away from our table trying to see the opening act. A couple told me to sit with them. They had a table for six and were told they would seat others with them, but they hadn't yet. Josh and I figured we looked like calm people--and you never know what you will get in a situation like that. We sit down, a few minutes later--it seems like they are looking to seat some others. The other couple motioned for us to stay when we got up.
A while into the concert, but before the main act a large table clears. Our new buddy we were sharing a table with said we were going to take it over when it was cleared. He had asked the waiter who was clearing it. We pounce just in time. We had a great table--I invited two others from the back to join us.
The show was great, the people were great. It is nice to be shown kindness from strangers--so I passed it on to others.
Happy New Year 2009!