Day 6 June 4th Partying with Pitbull

So today is actually June 5th. Yesterday the ladies and I decided to go to the Pitbull concert in the El Paso County Coliseum. Considering the fact that I have never been to a concert before, it was an experience, one that I would not relive through. The music was great, Pitbull was amazing, and the girls I went with were tons of fun. But the tipsy people smelling like beer, the heavy set pushers, and the constant body friction with anyone remotely near you is something I do not wish to relive. But all in all, it was good. I had fun. I mean, come on, my first Friday in El Paso and I was jamming to Pitbull…live, front row. I ain’t complaining.

So moving onto what SCB really sent me here for…my internship. Well yesterday was a pretty slow day simply because I was waiting for someone to take me to the clinic I got my TB test and receive my drug results. I passed, just in case any of you were wondering. But then since my supervisor was in and out of meetings I wasn’t really sure what I needed to be doing. Then towards the end of the day, when I thought I was going to leave early, my supervisor assigns me a task…to call up 30 community partners and ask them about the services they provide for veterans and the family members of veterans. I am proud to say that I accomplished this within 43 minutes. I had to because the bus that takes me home (well one of them) runs every 30 minutes and I honestly had no intention in waiting in 104 ºF for a bus. Nope, that just wasn’t happening. Lucky for me it was Friday evening and a lot of the organizations were closed. As soon as I made my last call, I jetted.

As I got on one of the buses, I saw no seats so I stood. Two seconds later, I felt a tap on my right shoulder. I turned and an elderly lady told me "Siéntate" and pointed towards the seat next to her. I’m assuming all her bags were placed there before because she was now holding all of them in her lap. I smiled my chessy smile because I thought that was very sweet of her. It was a nice bus ride home, regardless of the scorching weather.

When I got home the ladies and I decided to attend the concert, 4 hours before it began.

We took a cab to the County Coliseum. Seeing how Sarah and I didn’t have dinner, Laura and I decided to get some food while Sarah waited in line. If I only knew how far the closet food stop was I would have definitely postponed dinner till after the concert. We literally walked a mile on a crosswalk that kept disappearing since we were walking so close to the highway with speeding cars. Luckily a staff member gave us a ride to the end of the parking lot (which was huge) to the main road in a golf car. OMG. Laura and I could not stop laughing. As soon as our butts touched the golf car seat, we burst out in laughter because the very thought of us riding around in it was simply too much to keep in. We came back with 5 minutes to eat our food since the doors were about to open soon. As soon as everyone showed their tickets, running seemed to be the next automatic response for all the girls and even some of the guys. So I decided to do the same. I mean, I was gonna do everything that you’re suppose to do at a concert. Like scream for the whole two hours until you no longer have voice, and since everyone else is doing the same, be deaf at the end of the night. Also, jump up and down for no reason at all with your arms in the air all night long. And in between all of this, get used to the fact that your sweat is touching the next person’s sweat and as soon as I get home a shower is an absolute must.

So it was an experience. Seeing Pitbull perform and be “the freaky man” that he is was an experience. Being pushed back and forth, side to side was an experience. Pretending to know the lyrics to some of his songs, especially the ones in Spanish was an experience. My first Friday in El Paso...well was an experience.