Concert Fail

Once again, it's been forever since I've written anything. I'm a noob.

Aaaaaaanyway, last weekend I went with my wife and our good friend Stephanie to the Three Days Grace/Breaking Benjamin concert at Joe Louis Arena. Breaking Benjamin is my wife's favorite band, so we spent some big money on "gold VIP tickets", which gives you a t-shirt and poster and stupid stuff, but the real reason we paid for this was for early entry. EARLY ENTRY. We get to go in before people with general admission, which is great, because I don't want to have to fight people to get to the front. Expensive, but worth it.

So they email us the tickets and this nice little message that says to be at the box office to check in no later than 4:30. We're there at 4. We show them the email, the box office dude says, "oh ok. just wait". Things are great.

Then it's 4:30 and nothing happens. That's fine. They're running a little late.

Then it's 5 and we're getting worried. Gates open to the public at 6, and there's a HUGE line out there. There's like almost 50 people here in the box office room waiting for the same thing we are.

I ask what the hell is going on. They say they don't have any of the paperwork or wristbands or anything, basically they have no idea how this early entry is going to work.

Then it's 5:30. Everyone is freaking out. The box office people are not helpful AT ALL. We ask what they can do, can they call someone, ANYTHING. They say the bands people haven't dropped anything off, and there's nobody to call. NOBODY. Really?

Well they called a cop because everyone was getting pretty mad. Which I thought was funny, because A: These people paid a ton of money to see this concert, and aren't going to miss it by starting a freaking riot, and B: if there was a riot, one single cop isn't going to do jack.

So finally it's 10 minutes to six, and I say screw it, we're getting out of here. We go up the stairs to the entrance where there's a huge line, and we just go up to the front. Luckily there was a lady there with wristbands for people with floor seats. We show here the email and out tickets, and she says how sorry she is that the box office people suck, give us wristbands and tell us to around to the west entrance.

We run over there and there's also a big line. We just run right in the door. There's some security people there, and they too have no clue what is going on, and that no one told them anything about early entrance. They call over some guy to see if he knows what's up. He doesn't. He calls over another guy. It's like 3 minutes to the gates opening at this point. My wife and I flip out on this poor guy, and they say fine, you can go in first.

We run in all the way up to the barrier in the front, and a crowd of people come in behind us. So we got our early entrance. About 30 seconds before the general public.

Super stressful to say the least.

It ended up being an awesome concert, we got some sweet pictures, and a guitar pick from TDG. My wife paid a security guard $10 for a bottle of water, some chick passed out next to me and I had to lift her over the barrier, a crowd surfer tried to steal my hat, and some guy accidentally touched Stephanie's boob about 100 times.

Good times.