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A man receives a free ticket to the Super Bowl from his company. Unfortunately,
when he arrives at the stadium, he realizes his seat is in the last row, in a
corner of the stadium. He's closer to the Goodyear blimp than the field. About halfway through the first quarter, he spots an empty seat 10 rows off the field, smack-dab on the 50 yard line. He decides to take a chance, and makes his way through the stadium, around the guards, and to the empty seat. As he sits down, he asks the man sitting next to him if anyone is sitting in the seat. "No," the man says. The seat snatcher is elated. "This is incredible. Who in their right mind would have a seat like this at the Super Bowl, and not use it?" The guy beside him hangs his head. "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Super Bowl we haven't been to together since we got married in 1967." "Oh ... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. But couldn't you find someone -- a friend or relative, or even a neighbor -- to take the seat?" The man shakes his head and says, "No. They're all at the funeral." |