Every year in September, the city where I live holds a ribs and craft beer festival on the fairgrounds. This year, the band I play with landed a gig there.

Everything was going well until, partway through a set, I noticed one guy who looked a little out of place at such a venue. He was dressed in a 3 piece suit, brandishing a large briefcase, and walking around purposefully. He looked like a lawyer. And wouldn’t you know it, he’s striding right up towards the stage. Uh-oh…

What happened next stopped the show and left us all with jaws dropped. I’ll leave it at that for now.