I have to rehearse... My company is having a bar-b-q and they put together a band to provide the entertainment. Me and 4 other coworkers are expected to rock the parking lot of an industrial park in our khakis and button down shirts. All those years of chasing rock-n-roll superstardom have gotten me absolutely nowhere. At least I'm getting paid for this show. What a waste. I guess it's alright... free hotdogs, the adoration of my coworkers, and a day in the sun is not such a bad thing. Especially since it's on the clock.