On the Road

Ok, your thinking….. ew! gross! Well, too bad. I’ve learned more about my co-workers than I care to admit. Out here, nothing is sacred. Everything is moaned about, shared and of course, shown. It’s like we constantly try to shock one another in order to manage another 19 hour day, another 750 mile bus ride, another day on tour. You’ll come to discover the whiners on tour are generally the big, fury dudes. They’re usually the leaders of the pack, in their respective departments on tour. Upon first introduction, they appear to be the least likely of whiners with their burly, tattooed nature but within a week, another side is revealed. And those who are generally quiet & reserved become the first to announce it’s asparagus day in catering, unto which they claim makes their pee smell funny. Then, they may become the one who drinks too much on the bus and cannot make it to the bathroom in time, so they urinate in the bunk area. Which can really suck if you sleep in a bottom bunk. Because eventually, you will roll out of your bunk into someone else’s asparagus smelling pee. By then, you’ve thankfully reached the hotel and rush to your room to shower. But when you reach your room and the bloody key doesn’t work, you are forced back downstairs to announce to the front desk staff you are with the “Poo Poo Butt” group and need another room key. Insult to injury…. just another day on tour. We all become characters out here. It’s like touring illuminates our true selves or our gross selves…depending on the conversation.

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