So the last 48 hours have been pretty rough. I don't see a lot of live music so when an act comes in town that I want to see, I'm going to go. Love him or hate him, Marilyn Manson puts on a good show and it's a cheap GA ticket. I buy a ticket on stubhub, load up the flask and head downtown. I get in line and click "get tickets" in the email. It takes me to ticketmaster which I don't have a password saved, no big deal, reset password. Get new password, login to app, no ticket. Click get tickets, takes me to app, no ticket. The line is now at the door and cannot get the ticket to show up in the app.
I give up and walk to a bar and sit alone staring at the floor. I see one of my friends and she hugs me, she goes back to the group of friends, all laughing and having a good time. I get a lyft home.
Decide the next day, fuck you, I'll get a ticket directly through ticketmaster, have a few beers and head back downtown. I get in and immediately walk into the VIP situation and sit down at one of the tables, easily the best seat in the place. Just r/actlikeyoubelong
It's a table with 2 chairs and halfway through the show a guy standing in the GA asks me how much it cost for the table/chairs. I tell him I have no idea and I just sat down and no one questioned it and asked him if he wanted to join me. He's overjoyed and loves that I'm just sitting there without paying anything.
He buys me a beer for letting me sit with him at my VIP table. Great show, surprised at how great MM still is as far as performance goes.
Show ends and this is where it starts to get bad. I put in the wrong password on my phone too many times and it locks for 5 hours which means no lyft. I walk to the street car and get out of downtown. I get off the streetcar and wait for the bus.
Bus isn't running anymore because it's late. There's another person at the bus stop asleep. In retrospect I should have just stayed at the bus stop until it starts running at 6am, instead I say fuck it, I'll walk.
This was a bad idea. I first walk to a bar that's obviously closed and sit down outside. I should have just stayed there. Keep walking, at this point I'm having some trouble. Fell down several times. Within a few miles of home I laid down under a tree and rest. People are walking their dogs looking at me. I somehow manage to get home, covered in dirt, bleeding from scratches, covered in bug bites, a bad bruise on my hip. Lay down on the yoga mat and sleep. Wake up, fat finger the password on the phone which now locks it for 8 hours this time.
Open a beer, only have 2 left. Feeling pretty rough. I looked it up on google maps and that was a 5 mile walk from the bus stop to home. I still can't believe I made it. I haven't checked to see if I lost my flask, Flasks are meant to be lost when you think about it.
Chairs...I guess.
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