it’s britney, bitch
About a month ago, my friend Abby said to me,
“Hey, do you want to go to the Britney Spears concert with me? The show is 5 days after I’m having foot surgery but you could always push me in a wheelchair though Madison Square Garden.”
At which point a normal person would have said,
“Well, I don’t think that sounds like a great idea. I mean, shouldn’t you be resting your foot instead of us inadvertently crashing your wheelchair into throngs of Britney loving tweens?”
But instead I said,
“Sure. Let’s buy tickets.”
So I picked her up before the concert and thankfully she was able to manage on crutches.
In fact, they were really useful for waving down cabs.

And getting the bartender’s attention in crowded bars.

So we arrive at the concert and let me just say that Britney’s body looks awesome. I made a mental note to have children in my twenties instead of my thirties, but I might be late on that brilliant idea.
And she sings really well, if your definition of singing is lip synching. And I kept hoping her ex Justin would come out and do a duet. It’s not good to have those kind of high expectations at a Britney Spears concert.
My friend Abby was clearly in the Britney know and would say things like, “With all her money, you’d think she’d get better hair extensions.” And I would think to myself, “She’s wearing hair extensions?!” I kept my mouth shut though because I didn’t want to seem like some bonehead on Britney trivia.
Of course, I ran into my babysitter (who is 20 years younger than me) which means my sitter must have a very mature taste in music if we’re at the same concert. And thankfully she wasn’t supposed to be watching my kids that night.
Since Abby was on crutches, we got to take the elevator like VIPs. Although it seemed more like the employee elevator so I’m not sure how important we actually were.
And I thought it would be a riot if we bought Britney shirts and took a picture wearing them but once I saw that they cost 40 bucks each, it seemed a lot less funny. So here’s a shot of us not wearing Britney shirts.

By the way, in breaking Britney news… It turns out that some of her fans got in trouble with security because they were dancing too provocatively during one of her NYC concerts. First of all, that seems a bit ridiculous since Britney was on stage, wearing sort of nothing and gyrating all over the place. And second, just to clarify, it was not Abby and me.
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