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April 11, 2008
Don't wait
flight of the conchords robots, originally uploaded by marinvee.
Not to condemn an entire gender, but I've learned that if I want to get certain stuff done, I best do it myself. Parking cars. Finding where things are. And new to the list is buying tickets.
A few women I have known have a very laissez-faire attitude about purchasing tickets. For example, the other day I was going to go see this fellow by the name of Bon Iver. My companion for the evening checked on tickets, saw they were available, and didn't do anything. When she next checked, a couple days later, they were all gone.
Instead, we went to possibly the most absurd play I've ever seen. It was an existential combination of Camus' The Stranger and the 2004 Kerry/Bush debates, called The Strangerer. I sat in the theater for two hours, dumbfounded. I still am.
Last summer, I was going to see Rhett Miller. My companion for that evening said she'd get tickets. Whoops! When he sold out, I quickly swung into gear and got us two tickets. I should've known better by that point.
So, when I found out that Flight of the Conchords (above), were coming to Chicago in May, I diligently waited at my computer until the on-sale time - noon today - and right when noon rolled around I hit reload and bought two tickets. And boy was it a good thing I did - by 12:20, they were completely sold out. Some guy is asking for $800 for a pair on Craigslist. (How callous.)
Chicago, especially, is a tough place to get tickets. If an act isn't popular enough to sell out on its own, hordes of ticket "brokers" snap them up and sell them for ridiculous prices. I'm glad I got mine for face value, and I will be enjoying the Conchords whilst other fellows sit, alone, ruing the fact they left ticket-buying duties to their significant others.
entry no. 1124
Posted at April 11, 2008 12:06 PM