I casually mentioned this on Facebook several weeks ago, and the response was overwhelming. And hilarious. People said things like “And you still married him?”. Journey videos were posted on his page. Posts that had nothing to do with Journey or music received comments about Journey. Slowly, he began to realize he was quite possibly the only child of our generation who felt this way.
Fast-forward to this past week. On my way into work one morning, Don’t Stop Believing played on my iPod and I felt an overwhelming desire to go to a piano bar.
Saturday we went with some of our closest friends. We had a good dinner and then had fun laughing at the drunks and moving to the music.
Our friend Tanya even did her first plank:
Right in the middle of all this fun I heard my name being called to the stage.
I froze. I have been to piano bars before. I know what they do to people on stage. It almost always involves a good dose of sexual innuendos with a side of inappropriate movements.
I shot my friends a Look. I couldn’t figure out who had sent me up there, there to that embarrassing place.
They kept calling my name, so I had no choice- I went.
The guy said he heard I was having my first baby and he wanted to celebrate. He asked me a few questions and I nervously answered.
He then told me that while I was sitting on the piano, he was going to start playing a song. It was my job to get a good reaction from the crowd. He said I would have to do some cheerleading.
That I am good at.
He played a few chords.
There was not enough room to do a backflip on stage, so my normal cheer-inducing skill was of no use.
So I had to turn to my other skill.
He launched into the full song, and it was two-and-a-half minutes of Journey bliss. Turns out that Don’t Stop Believing is actually a pretty appropriate song for our nugget. It also turns out that $20 ensures they embarrass your friends for what seems like a VERY LONG time.
It was fun, but Larry Stringer better watch out. There will be payback!