I HAVE DAVE MATTHEWS TICKETS!!
After weeks of waiting, I am excited to say that I have held the real tickets in my grubby little hands.
Why do I bring this up? I don’t mean to do it to rub it in the faces of people who were not able to get tickets, (I’m really sorry about that!) but there’s a story that goes along with this that’s pretty humorous…
So of course, while I’m gone getting my car repaired Friday the FedEx guy shows up to drop the tickets off at my place, but with me not there = no tickets. He would come back Monday, but I figured that I didn’t want to spend a whole other day at home, and that I’d just go in on Saturday and go pick them up from the FedEx center out by the Interstate. So after sleeping in a bit on Saturday, getting off to a slow start, I head out to do my errands. First up: FedEx.
I pull into the lot and go on in. While I’m in there it’s a steady stream of people going in and out. There wasn’t a long line by any means, but I was waiting for the person in front of me, and there was a person behind me that waited while I was being helped. So the person in front of me brings his slip in, the gal walks out with en envelope, dude leaves. I bring the gal my slip, she comes back with an envelope for me, I leave. While I’m walking out, the gal is walking out with another envelope for the guy after me…
So I’m out in the parking lot and I walk by the car of the guy that went before me. He’s sitting in there opening his envelope. I get in my car, then tear open the envelope. I open it up and there’s a smaller envelope with the tickets inside! I’m just sitting there looking in awe. Then at the corner of my eye I look at the guy in the car next to me, and he’s doing the exact same thing! We’re sitting there in our cars, in complete disbelief. I could tell what he was thinking, "I can’t believe I’m actually holding them!". I knew what he was thinking because that’s what I was thinking as well! At that point the next guy gets in his car and he’s got his envelope open, and all of us are sitting there in our cars just holding the tickets (and some smelling of the tickets went on as well). Driving to my next errand, I realized how funny that must have looked to the gal behind the FedEx counter…
So yes, I’m pathetic, but there are 11 days and counting!