Another day, another chair. My family and I attended a track meet this past weekend to watch my niece. She is 17, and an excellent 800m and 4x400m racer. She, and all the athletes there (except one fat chick who finished last in her race) were in fantastic shape. They are excellent examples of what young people can be and do. But I came here to talk about the PA technician.  We sat in the top row of the stands, about 12 feet from the soundboard and audio/announcing team. They sat on the sort of folding chairs one might find at an outdoor wedding. Between races, I was browsing FPH and heard a loud crash to my right. I turned to see the 300lb PA technician lying on the remains of one of the chairs. I couldn’t take a pic without breaking cover as a shitlord, but it was great. After confirming what had happened, I turned to my shitlad son and showed him that I had been browsing FPH when the collapse happened. He laughed.