My new pastime: Concert Host (Usher) at America's Cup Pavilion

No softball last night.  But to pass the time, I volunteer as a host for a major concert promoter in San Francisco.  Journey was in town last Sunday, and it was a sold-out concert.  It’s great to see a local band, with a great lead singer (Arnel Pineda) and being from San Francisco, it’s a real San Francisco treat.  The drinks and smokes were plentiful in the Pavilion.  And I don’t mean the electronic cigarette kind.  Yes, people act stupid, especially the 50 and 60 year olds.  But there was a feel good story last Sunday.  A patron was clapping and cheering the encore song, “Don’t Stop Believin’” and her wedding band flew in the crowd and got lost.  At the end of the concert, while everyone was filing out, she and her friends stayed, along with me and two others from my section and the custodian to go through every blade of the faux grass to find that ring.  My boss told us to head to the tent to check out because “we don’t pay overtime”.  Geez, it’s a wedding band that is lost, not a coat or sweater.  We carried on, and lo and behold, thirty minutes later, we found the wedding band ten rows from where she was sitting.  Wow!  She must have clapped and twirled around.  She was overcome with emotion, dropped into her sister’s arms, cried, and we set out to sing the refrain, “Don’t Stop Believin’”.  If only Arnel could hear us from the Pavilion…Well, my boss heard us, and he still wouldn’t pay for the overtime.  Oh well, at least I checked out and help an old drunk lady cross the Embarcadero to fetch a cab.  All in a good day’s work, without the overtime pay.