Here I am now, entertain ME!
Hi, Olive here.
Now here’s something I bet every girl out there can relate to: When one of your guy friends has an extra ticket to a concert, and is looking for a date, and can’t find one, but doesn’t think to ask you, so he ends up not going at all. Man, who HASN’T had that experience?
It happened to me a few years ago. My best guy friend - I’ll call him Lawrence - was totally in love with this stunningly beautiful girl he was sort of seeing, Hunter. So he bought tickets for them to go to a Nirvana concert in a nearby city. Well, I don’t know how in the world he managed to land those tickets, because I waited three hours in a cold rain (this was pre-Ticketmaster) to get some and never did.
Anyway, a few days before the concert, Hunter stood up Lawrence for a date, and he knew it was over. Yet he still had these really great tickets to Nirvana. So Lawrence said he called every girl he knew (admittedly at the last minute), trying to find a dat for the concert. But no one wanted to go.
Finally, the afternoon of the concert, he called me in frustration, saying that he was giving up on women. Then I heard a rriiiiiiiiiiip as he tore up his tickets.
Sisters: What did you do when that happened? Did you just keep your mouth shut (like I did)? Or did you beg your guy friend to take you to the concert - with the understanding, of course, that you were clear on the fact that it was NOT a date and that there would be no touching?
September 14, 2007 at 6:46 pm
I like the blog.
Let me be the first to call bullshit. Ticketmaster has been around since the mid/early ’80s, way before NIrvana weas touring nationally.
Cute story, though.
Also: I think it’s appropriate to put out for Nirvana tickets.
September 14, 2007 at 6:54 pm
Brian, this is Olive. You’re right to call bullshit, but I didn’t think anyone would figure it out. You’re a sharp one.
It was actually a Genesis concert, and the year was 1986. True, I may be a touch over 31, like I said in my bio. But please don’t judge me! I didn’t want to appear too pathetic!
September 14, 2007 at 6:54 pm
God, this is so embarrassing. Much MUCH worse than the farting shoe. I’m such a dork.
September 14, 2007 at 11:38 pm
I’m not all that sharp, just getting you ready for the rough-and-tumble blogosphere.
So let me get this straight: You were “a touch” over 9 years old in 1986 when the Genesis concert went down, right?
Don’t sweat it… I’m kind of a dick. But I don’t judge.
However, putting out for a glimpse of Phil Collins is a whole different matter.
September 15, 2007 at 1:17 am
OK, maybe more than a touch. And if I had had the chance to “put out,” it would have been to see Mike Rutherford.