He ain't getting in to the Brixton Academy.
On Wednesday this week, I went to see The Deftones, one of my favourite bands, with Coheed & Cambria supporting. It was great, the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up, and I woke up yesterday morning with that elated pain all over my body that you only get from a good night out.
One of the friends joining us was stuck in traffic, so once the rest of us had passed security (checking we haven’t got any sharp obects on us etc) I walked through to the ticket office to leave her ticket behind the counter so the rest of us wouldn’t miss the support act. The clerk at the counter didn’t have a pen, so I fished around my handbag, where I duly found my purple felt tip that I use for note taking in meetings.
As I was leaving the ticket office to go to the bar, a security guard stopped me and asked to use my pen. He held it up in front of me and said “I need to confiscate this, come and collect it off me at the end” and told me his name and where to find him after the gig. So when the gig was over, I walked back to where he’d stopped me to collect my felt tip and he wasn’t there. About 20 minutes later, he came back and apologised, because he’d thrown my favourite pen in the bin.
I appreciate that these guys were just doing their job. They probably understand that the vast majority of people carrying a pen on them are not going to use it to stab someone in the eye, but all it takes is for one person to change the way a pen is perceived, so they have to follow the rules that the venue give them. The thing is, had he or his colleagues done their job properly, they could have confiscated my two other pens, set of tweezers, eyeliner, lip liner, and metal crochet hook. One of the friends that I went in there with had a can of hair spray and a lighter in her handbag.
This blog post serves no purpose other than to rant at the frustration of having my favourite pen confiscated on security grounds, when taking a flame thrower into the venue didn’t seem to be a problem at all. If they really wanted to do things properly, I’d suggest a no-bags-policy in the concert hall and metal detectors on the way in. Make criminals out of every one of us.
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I feel for you
I hope that something amazing happens to you to make up for it.
Crush the Weak <3 Bunny
Lol thanks Bunny. I may have gone on about the pen a lot on the way home!!
Next time, I’ll just wait for someone there to find me a pen. I was surprised they didn’t even check my make up bag to be honest. It makes me wonder what other contraband I could sneak in next time…
[Though I probably won't bother]