Now don't get my wrong, their high school is pretty but that was the worst day/competition ever. So the show ends, we did okay I guess I run back to my job which is unhooking speakers. I put my section leaders trumpet down so that I can work on my job and all I hear "STOP STOP STOP!" And a cart carrying our equipment slams into my section leaders trumpet, crushing the bell. It made my section leader (and me) cry, and you can ask anyone that saw me I wouldn't talk or smile until Jordan finally told me it wasn't my fault and Mr.C was paying for it to get fixed. Then at the end of the day we got eighth place out of 8 bands which made me sad, then I came home, tired and upset, about to get on my phone to at least talk to my girlfriend and what happens next?
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So that was practically the worst day ever. Just thought I'd share my pain...
