Years ago, I was doing my circuit rider drama at a church. I had planned to burst in through a back door, brushing off traildust as I tramped into the fellowship hall. Only problem was, the door was locked. I started mumbling under my breath and asked a landscaper if he had a key. He didn't. With an irritated sigh, I said something like, "I made it clear that this door was supposed to be unlocked."
All my words were being captured by my lapel mic, which was on.
Fortunately, most of the people who heard me thought it was part of the act. Whew!
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I didn't read the link, because the idea of it was enough. I was afraid to find out if it was just #1 or the dreaded #2 were audible.
Years ago, I was doing my circuit rider drama at a church. I had planned to burst in through a back door, brushing off traildust as I tramped into the fellowship hall. Only problem was, the door was locked. I started mumbling under my breath and asked a landscaper if he had a key. He didn't. With an irritated sigh, I said something like, "I made it clear that this door was supposed to be unlocked."
All my words were being captured by my lapel mic, which was on.
Fortunately, most of the people who heard me thought it was part of the act. Whew!
Ben there ... done that.
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