Dear Diary:
My husband and I went to Joan Baez’s concert in Central Park on June 17. We had a preconcert picnic on a bench along the footpath leading to the SummerStage. Across from us sat two older gentlemen, not initially identifiable as part of the “secondary ticket market†work force, but it soon became evident they were.
“Who needs tickets? Joan Baez tickets here,†they mumbled to each and every person who strolled by.
It seemed they had misjudged the potential market - Ms. Baez’s fans apparently were not the type to show up “hoping to score a ticket,†and the ticketless seemed intent on enjoying the concert sitting on the (free) lawn surrounding the open-air venue.
After 40 minutes without a single interested customer, and clearly frustrated, Gentleman No. 1 said to Gentleman No. 2, “Now I see why Dylan dumped her!â€
But, as evidenced later that night, it seems she is doing just fine without him!
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