John quietly took his place at the end of the line, waiting for the ticket check to enter the opera house.
Soon, the security at the entrance inspected the tickets of the attendees ahead.
When it was John's turn, the guard's gaze was laden with doubt.
"Sir, may I see your ticket, please?"
John pulled out his phone, displaying the digital invitation.
However, the guard scrutinized it for a prolonged period before handing it back, saying solemnly, "I'm sorry, sir, but your ticket doesn't specify a name. I can't just let you in like this."
With a hint of exasperation, John replied, "But this is how the invitation was sent to me. I haven't altered it in any way!"
The burly security guard, although stern, wasn't unreasonable. "Your ticket is indeed genuine and valid, but tickets for these inner seats require identification due to their exclusivity. We can't ascertain if such unnamed tickets might be used by someone else…"
