I'd planned to attend on opening night and to participate in the champaign reception that only occurs on opening night. My boss, my co-workers, my variable instructors, my trained observers, everyone knew I was going to the theatre and needed to leave work by 7p.
While not part of my job description, I am also a counselor, psychologist and bartendar rolled into one. So when one of my newhires had to speak to me, I asked her to see me before her dinner break. I knew this would keep me from the champaign, but I didn't want a newhire going postal.
At 7:30p, with the newhire crisis diverted, I was packing up my office and signing out of various work applications. At this time I could still make the curtain. Alas, my phone rang and without thinking I answered it. A supervisor had to speak to me about a newhire who was days away from coming out of probation. Resigned to the fact that I wouldn't make the show before 8p the supe came to see me.
Ultimately I didn't get out of work until a bit after 9p. I headed to the theatre and was lucky to get there right at intermission. I can tell you that the second act was great and the audience loved the show.
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