Ticketmaster hates short people, But! I GOT MY TICKET!!!
So, on the off chance someone's changed their mind since, I don't know, July, or whenever tickets went on sale, I decided to see if there were any Duran Duran tickets available. The show is tomorrow night, so I was guessing not, but it didn't hurt to look.
OMG! Tickets on the main floor! About 15 rows back ON THE CENTER AISLE! ON THE AISLE! Unless you are under 5'0" like I am, you don't appreciate the necessity of an aisle seat. The seat next to the aisle was open too.
But I want the aisle seat. So I select it and tell the computer I'm ready to check out.
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE SOME FAN STRANDED ON THEIR OWN! YOUR ORDER LEAVES ONE SEAT, PLEASE LEAVE AT LEAST TWO SEATS TOGETHER.
Really, Ticketmaster? That's what you're telling me? THERE ARE ONLY TWO SEATS! I need ONE. No matter which one I pick, SOMEONE IS GOING TO BE ON THEIR OWN! And I want the fucking aisle.
I cannot convince the damn thing that I really want that one freaking seat.
So I grab my phone and call customer service. In the mean time...
WHERE DID MY SEAT GO? LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE ORDERED THIS SEAT WHILE YOU WERE WAITING. PLEASE TRY AGAIN.
Oh fuck you! I had that SEEEEEEEAAAAATTTT!
So I call Ticketmaster and the most awesome fabulous customer service rep got me my seat. MY AISLE SEAT! Which apparently no one actually did order while I was waiting, so the system can bite me.
So tomorrow night, on a thankfully Friday night when I can drag my ass home however late I want, from the Loop, where I don't have to worry about parking, I GET TO GO SEE DURAN DURAN!!!!
WOOOOOOOOTTTTT!!!!
OMG! Tickets on the main floor! About 15 rows back ON THE CENTER AISLE! ON THE AISLE! Unless you are under 5'0" like I am, you don't appreciate the necessity of an aisle seat. The seat next to the aisle was open too.
But I want the aisle seat. So I select it and tell the computer I'm ready to check out.
PLEASE DON'T LEAVE SOME FAN STRANDED ON THEIR OWN! YOUR ORDER LEAVES ONE SEAT, PLEASE LEAVE AT LEAST TWO SEATS TOGETHER.
Really, Ticketmaster? That's what you're telling me? THERE ARE ONLY TWO SEATS! I need ONE. No matter which one I pick, SOMEONE IS GOING TO BE ON THEIR OWN! And I want the fucking aisle.
I cannot convince the damn thing that I really want that one freaking seat.
So I grab my phone and call customer service. In the mean time...
WHERE DID MY SEAT GO? LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE ORDERED THIS SEAT WHILE YOU WERE WAITING. PLEASE TRY AGAIN.
Oh fuck you! I had that SEEEEEEEAAAAATTTT!
So I call Ticketmaster and the most awesome fabulous customer service rep got me my seat. MY AISLE SEAT! Which apparently no one actually did order while I was waiting, so the system can bite me.
So tomorrow night, on a thankfully Friday night when I can drag my ass home however late I want, from the Loop, where I don't have to worry about parking, I GET TO GO SEE DURAN DURAN!!!!
WOOOOOOOOTTTTT!!!!