2 hours ago
Friday, March 5, 2010
I have been waiting for today for, like, 90-some days (although it feels like I've been waiting foreeeeeever). Today is the day I finally get to see Muse, my favorite band! (As you may recall, although I met them back in September, which was amazing, the whole "seeing their concert" thing didn't work out so well for me.)
Not that the venue really wants me to see Muse today, though... They sent an e-mail early yesterday afternoon reminding me of today's show. You know, March 5's show. But the subject of the e-mail said I had tickets for March 3's show. The error would be more understandable if it were Ticketbastard sending out the e-mails, as they have a bajillion Muse shows to remind people of, but this e-mail came from the venue itself, and they've only got ONE Muse show to worry about. D'oh!
I thought it was nice that they sent out a version of the e-mail containing the proper show date later in the day. But my joy was short-lived...upon opening the e-mail, I noticed that they'd managed to butcher the name of the opening band. FAIL!
I'm looking at the bright side: At least they didn't manage to misspell Muse.
And, of course, there's an even brighter side: Tonight I finally, finally, finally get to see a Muse concert!
New York metro area residents, if you hear oodles upon oodles of girlish screaming and squealing tonight between about 9 and 10:30 PM, you'll have a pretty good idea of where it's coming from and which little grammar bitch is responsible for it. ;)