Another thing I don't recommend

When I used an ATM recently, I found someone else's card in the machine. I decided to keep the card and try to locate the owner. But I forgot all about it until Thursday night's performance. During the second intermission, I called information and got the phone number of a person with the same name as the one on the card. It turned out not to be the right guy, and as I was talking to him, Jennifer (who was sitting in the pit that night) said, "His hands are up!" Meaning the conductor. I quickly closed the phone and dropped my hands on the first chord of Act 3.