Oh my God, it clearly must be Piss Off a Leopard week.
After yet another day where I was in the office after 6pm through no fault of my own, I decided not to bail on idwoman
and go to the Enter the Haggis concert as planned.
What a fucking mistake.
Suffice it to say, that's $12 I'll never see again.
I was not going to sit through Christ only knows how many shitty opening bands until ETH graced us with their presence at 10 fucking 30 on a Thursday night. Oh HELL no.
And when we asked (demanded, really) our money back, we were simply told "All sales are final." (The first person to remind me that's standard club procedure will find my fist appearing through their computer screen. No really. Try it.[anyone who tries to be cute and comment with that just because I said this will get their comment deleted. no really. try it.])
I love Enter the Haggis, I really do, but I'm tired, I'm cranky, I'm crampy, and I wasn't in the greatest of moods to start with. Having to sit through Mr "I Can Play like Dave Matthews and John Mayer and Sing in a Cracking Voice That's Sometimes On Key with Lyrics I Scribbled While Drunk in Freshman Comp Class" was NOT helping matters.
I wasn't even prepared to give the second opening act, which was obviously on its way out, a minute of my time.
Fruvous really spoiled me for good opening bands. Sheesh.
I'm so glad tomorrow is Friday.