Let me first say that Umphrey’s McGee has been my favorite band for the past four years. I have seen them any time they have been within two hours of Richmond, Va. They play tomorrow at The National (a nice venue here in Richmond); a concert I have been waiting for since they announced it in June.
Yesterday, Cate (my g/f) asks me about what time we should go to get our tickets and it occurs to me “oh shit, we can get on the VIP list”. I explain to my g/f that the beer distributor we buy from has a private box and 2 VIP passes to each concert for our bar. I tell Cate, “I will ask Bridget (the manager with the tickets) to put our name on the list”.
The next say I see Bridget and ask about the tickets and she tells me they are gone. A few hours later a friend of my g/f’s comes in and starts teasing my about something I don’t understand (“haha”, “you got burned”, “sucks to be you”, etc…). I ask her what she is talking about and she tells me to call Cate.
Me: Why is Lauren (the friend) making fun of me?
Cate: Oh, you are gonna be so mad…
Me: What?
Cate: I got the VIP tickets last night after you fell asleep for Lauren and myself…
Me: Wait, I was going to get them for you and me! Why would you bring Lauren along? She hates Umphrey’s.
Cate: I forgot that you wanted the tickets…
Me: I was the one who came up with the idea! You didn’t even know there were VIP tickets.
Now she is calling me an asshole for being mad at her. My point is she would have never had know about the VIP tickets if I hadn’t said anything, and I was getting them the next morning for us. Her friend thinks UM sucks, but wants to go to score some rolls. And the VIP is sweet (free ticket, free food, free beer, two private lounges, a private bar, a private bathroom, and box seats overlooking the stage directly above).
Am I wrong to be pissed? My g/f and her friend couldn’t name an UM song even if I gave them words that rhymed with the name of the track. And for that matter, her friend keeps texting me about “how awesome the VIP lounge is gonna be” and “enjoy paying $5 for a beer”.
