ALMOST happened to me ONCE ...
I had the anniversary party gig on the calendar for Friday ... that night I pass on dinner with my wife and her sister and brother-in-law to work on some obscure song that was requested ... I'm home, phone rings - "Where are you?!?" ... fortunately the gig was only 10 minutes from my house ... I was a 1/2 hour late, played the rest of the night without a break, people had a great time, but the woman who hired me bitched about it all night ...
t.
PS ... thank God I passed on dinner that night .......

[This message has been edited by tony mads usa (edited 07-13-2008).]