I just came over to the local coffee shop for some Mama Time. I knew there would be a jazz group playing tonight, so parking and tables would be tight.
I walked in the back entrance while the trumpet player was doing a solo. I immediately thought, “That trumpet player really sucks. What kind of band is this?”
By the time I walked to the counter I saw … that this band consisted of 7th graders. Oops.
They’re not bad for a bunch of 7th graders.
It’s nice that the owner of this place would let a bunch of kids play a gig.
oops…