Coldplay

I had the good fortunate of having floor tickets to the Coldplay concert this past Tuesday up in Anaheim, about an hour north of San Diego. The concert was great - Coldplay is probably my favorite band and Chris Martin was amazing (as always).

However, where the night got really interesting was after the show. Luckily, my very cool (and even keel) co-worker Scott drove up to the concert with me. We get out of the show and it is raining cats and dogs outside. I have been in San Diego almost five months and have never seen it rain like this. We have to walk about 15 minutes back to the car, during which period of time we get absolutely soaked and are freezing (although at this point it's maybe 59 degrees outside).

Getting out of the parking lot after a big show is never fun. We get in the car, crank up the heat and wait. That is when the night took a turn for the worse. This idiot backs into my car and takes off. To give some more color to the incident, this kid was so messed up he had no idea he actually backed into us, Scott gets out to assess the damage and then he almost runs Scott over. After Scott tried to talk to him (he denied hitting my car), he claims he can't see any damage and takes off. And when he ran, he got a solid three cars ahead of us.

We got his number, called it in, etc., but I have a feeling this is only the first chapter of this saga...more to come later on the blog.