This is why I hate lines, re-posted from facebook/myspace

Jan 26, 2009 13:03



This weekend re-affirmed my utter distaste in anything in which you have to stand in line to get to. I'm reminded of a funny bit from stand-up comedian John Pinet about "lines". If you don't know his work, I HIGHELY recommend you check him out. He's got some funny stuff on Youtube. Anyway, back to my rant.

Friday: I went out with some friends and we're supposed to meet up with some people at a newly opened club/pianno bar. Upon arriving, I noticed that there was a long line going into the place. It only took me standing there for 5 minutes in the 10 degree weather to realize I didn't want to go into a place if I have to stand in line. So we ended up going to O'Shaunessey's which is a much better place AND we didn't have to pay to get in

Saturday: My brother and I were bored and heard this Journey/Bon Jovi tribute band was placing at a relatively small club in Powel, Ohio. Upon arriving there, we encountered a National-band-concert-like line outside the place. As the line was barely moving, I kept seeing people walking away. Through some convo's I overheard, they were starting to turn people away at the door. The capacity had been reached. I must stop here. FIRST of all... ITS A COVER BAND! I can understand if it was the actually Journey or Bon Jovi. But a cover band????? Come on people! I'm not paying $8 to hear a bunch of HACKS butcher 80's songs. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure they are VERY good musicians. You just don't get points in my book unless you can actually write your own songs. But enough about that. We ended up going to a bar and watching some friends metal bands and having a better time.

Fast Forward to Today: I went to the caffeteria (nationwide) to get a diet coke. As I am standing in line someone in front of me was telling the cashier that she overcharged him for something. So I'm thinking, ok, if its $5-$8 I can understand. She had to look up on a price chart, and finally admitted she was wrong. Folks... the refund was for..... da da tada! ONE DOLLAR and SEVENTY-FIVE CENTS! I know we live in hard times, but a dollar-fuckin-seventy five???!!!!! GET OUTTA THE LINE!!!

Phew! I feel a little better.
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