Soooo not fair!
OK, so I've seen Billy Joel in concert 9 times over the past 24 years, so what? Don't do the math right now please. This morning the radio was giving away *2nd row* to an upcoming Billy Joel/Elton John concert. All you had to do was name the snippet of a Billy song that they played. SOOOOO easy for a Billy fan. I call, GET THROUGH, and am told, "You're caller number 2. Hang on, and if caller number 1 misses, it, you get a shot." I'm dancing around the kitchen, freaking my kids out, only to be told a few minutes later, "Sorry, she got it." DAMN IT! Why is it the huge-mongous fans get stuck in the nose-bleed seats and some random Joe Schmoe that can dial a phone gets the good seats??? Yesterday they were giving away 3rd row and I couldn't even get through, even when caller after caller was missing the song title, so here's for tomorrow when they give away front row! Dangit--a real fan needs to win!
And don't even get me started on what happened the last time Billy came in concert! I bought tix months before the show and was all excited about it on the day of the show when a co-worker heard me and decided *6 hours* before the show that she wanted to go. She goes and buys one ticket--it ended up being 8th frakkin' row! I could've cried. She even caught the baseball cap that he threw out at the end of the show. And here I am way up the side of the arena with my binoculars........
If you hear a screech tomorrow between 6 am and 9 am, I won front row. Of course, you may hear cursing, in which case I didn't win jack. Tickets go on sale this Saturday. Maybe the concert gods will smile on me one day.
And don't even get me started on what happened the last time Billy came in concert! I bought tix months before the show and was all excited about it on the day of the show when a co-worker heard me and decided *6 hours* before the show that she wanted to go. She goes and buys one ticket--it ended up being 8th frakkin' row! I could've cried. She even caught the baseball cap that he threw out at the end of the show. And here I am way up the side of the arena with my binoculars........
If you hear a screech tomorrow between 6 am and 9 am, I won front row. Of course, you may hear cursing, in which case I didn't win jack. Tickets go on sale this Saturday. Maybe the concert gods will smile on me one day.