When I lived in NJ, a bunch of my high school friends were all going to pile into a few cars and drive up to an outdoor concert called Woodstock. I said, "I'm not going to spend a weekend in some farm pasture, getting rained on, just to listen to some rock bands." They went, and I didn't. How was I supposed to know at the time that it would turn out to be the most important rock concert of all time? Oh, well! At least I'm honest and admit I wasn't there.
