Isn't It Ironic Don't You Think

Husband has been a fan of Alanis Morissette since we were wearing flannel shirts and eating ramen every night.

Read about Jagged Little Pill the musical where her original soundtrack is taken to create a story about a family in Connecticut, nothing to do with Alanis' life, but all of her music is used. Sort of like a Mamma Mia gone grunge if you will.

Musical is on Broadway, and we, my friends, are Broadway-bound.

My cousin gets tickets to show and is bringing two people, L and D.

Husband's cousin gets tickets to show and is bringing three people, C, C and E.

(Is this a bar mitzvah or a show?) (We have a close family).

Two days before the show, one of the C's cancels.

I text my cousin to see if she can get rid of Husband's cousins' extra ticket and she says: No and funny story, D cancelled too and I also can't get rid of ticket.

I ask around too although I know few people in NYC and half of them are already coming with us to the show.

Hope they can both figure this out because between C and D,  they will be out between $119 and $200 each which could buy a lot of ramen and flannel.

Husband's cousin ends up finding a substitute for one of the C's, and my cousin ends up with an empty seat next to her, for our coats.

Intermission comes and goes and we are enjoying the second half of the show.

UNTIL.

Hear coughing and someone gets up and leaves the theatre through the side emergency exit, followed by about twenty more people and the actors are on stage valiantly soldiering through.

Lights go on and PA system says: WE NEED TO PAUSE THE SHOW to investigate an incident.

We see uniforms enter the theatre although from where we are sitting can not swear they are cops, might be security, and then we hear EVERYONE FROM THE LEFT SIDE PLEASE LEAVE THE THEATRE, RIGHT SIDE STAY SEATED.

We are on the RIGHT SIDE so I dash to the bathroom (no line!) figuring show will continue shortly.

I come out, drying my hands on my jeans because have you read about how germs those hand dryers are? and see Husband holding my coat as the entire theatre has been ASKED TO EVACUATE.

We empty onto the street figuring the show will continue shortly.

Police arrive. Ambulances. The Anti-Terrorism unit.

Rumour is that someone accidentally sprayed pepper spray. In the theatre. During the show.

And second rumour is that this caused an asthma attack and other possible health issues for the people sitting in the vicinity. They are being ultra careful.

After about 75 minutes of shivering in the below zero weather  waiting outside, my cousin and I go get some tea. I may pour it down my boots.

90 minutes after we left the theatre, there is an announcement: SHOW WILL NOT GO ON. You can GET your MONEY back or you can get a rain check.

The Ledger As I See It:

1. D who paid for his ticket and couldn't come is out $0
2. Husband's cousin who paid for 4 expensive tickets and had to get a last minute sub is out $0
3. Me (and Husband) who paid for flight, hotel, trip, ramen, brunch and didn't get to see the end of the show are out many, many $ 
4. But this is an experience we won't soon forget