Sunday, August 24, 2008

I'm er... awh... Too Old to Disco

My daughter was eight or maybe nine years old when her birthday party was held at the local roller-skating rink. The setting was something blended from the 1960's and 1970's. Stale cigarette smoke lingered in the air from the night before, a disco ball was spinning, reflecting the lights at random points around the dimly lit rink, and the owner, complete with his slick black pompadour and massive gold chain adorning his Burt Reynoldsesque exposed chest, was quickly ushering the children past the counter, skates in hand, and onto the rink. The music was blaringly loud. I was preparing the table with the usual party supplies trying to think. I could not. The music was simply too loud. I like music. In fact, I really like loud music, but this was my child's party and I was trying to think. Not wanting to disappoint the party girl or her thirty or so guests by leaving off some important party ritual, I was trying to review my mental birthday party checklist. I had to do something, so I made my way across the worn shag carpet to the counter to ask that the volume be slightly adjusted... just enough for me to resume my thinking. It was there at the counter, next to the nacho cheese warmer I noticed the handwritten sign posted beside the crank on the cash register and simply retreated... utterly defeated and recommenced organizing the party table. Brazenly stated in inch high block print lettering, "IF THE MUSIC IS TO(sic) LOUD, YOUR(sic) TO(sic) OLD". The party was a huge success... even though I forgot to deliver the party favor treats to the guests.

6 comments:

Walker said...

I am deaf because of the 70s and 80s which helps me cope with rap today and they said the music back then was bad for you.
Look how we benefit from it today LOL

Kids just like having fun and I bet it was a blast

Becky said...

Well, at least that means that our education system hasn't gotten worse over just the last 20 years ;)

Thanks for coming by my blog the other day and for your comment!

3 Magpies said...

Walker: We always have fun wherever we party! Kids bring it with them, don't they?! And, is rap really music??

Becky: I appreciate grammar/spell check. How 'bout you?

Just telling it like it is said...

don't ya love stale cigarette smoke...

Just telling it like it is said...

Just kidding...but you have to love Burt in his shinny hair piece that you pretend that you don't know that he has...thanks for stopping by!!!

3 Magpies said...

just tilis: A case of Febreeze wouldn't touch tha place and girl, huggin the bowl is no place to be.

I enjoy your blog.