Mrs Francis is an avid orchestra fan. She watches musical concerts, opera, ballet, plays and visiting singer's concerts.
Her husband, however, is totally bored by such entertainment. It does not matter how mush the tickets cost, he invariably measures such events by how long he could sleep without snoring.
One day, his beloved daughter took part as Alice in a ballet end of the year performance: Alice in Wonderland. Well, he could hardly excuse himself this round. It looked like he had to suffer through it, whether he likes to or not. And the entire family and extended clan would be there to prevent him from sleeping.
It just so happened that Mr Francis sat on the second row dead centre in the auditorium. Every time he nodded off, the sweet young thing in front of him would turn her head swiftly to the right or to the left to talk to either seat partner. It was sweet justice, from the perspective of Mrs Francis, that every bout of sleep was interrupted by swishing hair slashing against Francis' bull dog face.
Believe you me, he didn't get to sleep at all. The long hair teenager acted unknowingly as a music police to wake him up time and again.
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