I took my new lacquer Mullen just to show it to the guys in the band. Anyway, at 11, the groom comes up and want to do this eminem crap. He aparently is a frustrated white rapper. He and his entire party are suddenly on the stage, stumbling drunk and taking over the drums, the mikes...etc.
I asked the leader of our band ... we done?
He said yep. I jumped into high gear and packed up my steel, strat, mikes, and was working on putting my amps in their flight cases when the band leader says.. " Hey! We aren't through... what are you doing?" I swear... I thought he was joking and said "I'm outa here". I continued packing up until my wife came up and told me "Wayne is really mad, he says you are not done". I went and found Wayne and he starts telling me that he never said that we were done and that we started late and had to play late.
I am so mad I can't see straight at this point. I am now completely packed up. The band comes back up and starts playing. It was now 1120. By the time I could get set up, it would be 1145 or so. I asked about getting paid and was ignored. I got even angrier. At this point my wife begs me to just leave. I really wanted to stay and get it straightened out but I realized she was right. I would have said something I would have regretted. It took me about 45 minutes to calm down on the ride home. This morning I'm just upset with the poor communication.
BTW... the new Mullen played and sounded great. I just worried all night that some drunk would spill beer on it.

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Steve Stallings
Bremond, Texas
