As it turned out, I spoke too soon. Franz Ferdinand did come in to town yesterday, but I didn’t see them. Natalie went into work and told me about getting up in the middle of the night to throw up. “I’m feeling okay now, but not 100%,” she said.

I was optimistic that she would feel better as the day progressed, but around noon she told me that she would probably leave early since she was feeling worse. She apologized for cancelling the plans but she didn’t think she’d make it through the day.

I was on my way to school to register for the class I’m taking that starts tomorrow night. I shouldn’t have left it to the last minute, but things got away from me the last few weeks. I kept thinking I had more time before class started. On my way to the school, I wrote S and told her about Natalie being sick. I mentioned that I’d ask the other gal if she wanted to go to the show since she mentioned her plans for the evening had also fallen through. S replied that if the other gal couldn’t go, she’d go with me.

While I appreciated her offer, I knew she’d hate the show. She doesn’t like the music and she’d be standing all night in a crowded club. I wouldn’t have enjoyed myself knowing she wasn’t having a good time.

I got to the school and saw that the registration area was packed with students with queries and registration requests. What I thought would take twenty minutes ended up taking me an hour.

When I got back to the office, Natalie was on her way out. She apologized again for not going to the show with me. I understood that she wasn’t feeling well, but I was still pretty irritated at how things were playing out. I asked the other gal what she was up to after work and she said she had made plans with her boyfriend.

After hearing that, I went to my desk and checked out Craigslist. I saw that there were a few people offering tickets so I decided to post an ad too. “Are you sure?” S asked. I replied that I was. I wasn’t going to go by myself and I wouldn’t drag her along knowing she’d have a terrible time. If I sold the tickets, I could at least get my money back.

Within minutes, I had a few replies. I had posted the two tickets for sale at $70. One guy wrote me, “Hey do you still have those tickets? I’ll give you $65 for them.” Ha! I wrote back that, “Yes they’re still available. And they’re still $70.”

When I next checked my inbox, I saw a message from another guy, offering me full price. I gave him a call and we arranged to meet a block from my office. While on the phone with him, the previous guy wrote back, “I hope you realize the amount of tickets put up on craigslist, you probably will end up taking a loss. Good luck with it.” To which I promptly replied, “Actually, I just sold them for asking.” I wanted to add “Kthxbai, Asshole!” But I didn’t.

My potential buyer called me about twenty minutes later to let me know he was approaching our meeting point. I collected the tickets and my co-worker and walked out to meet him. It was a quick transaction, he gave me the money, I checked that it was the right amount and gave him the tickets. He got back in his car and we walked back to the office.

I wrote S and let her know the sale went through okay.  She said that she was sorry I wasn’t going to the show. I replied that it was a lesson learned; not to buy tickets for shows unless there’s someone who wants to go. I don’t think I’ll be buying advance tickets again; not after this experience.

“I’m a bit ticked at P for not going with you,” she replied. I was passed that point, but the more I thought about, the more peeved I got. Thinking back, there have been a few instances where I’ve come through for P. Maybe those instances weren’t important enough. I mean, it’s not like I helped plan her 40th birthday celebrations, or left work early to buy her birthday present, or went with her to Matchbox Twenty. And it’s not like she’s ever dampened my birthday get together or bailed on our plans because her booty call was in town or crashed S’s and mine’s vacation. Nah, I really shouldn’t have been ticked with her at all.

Oh well, what’s done is done. I’m sure the show was great. Maybe next time they’re in town I’ll be a bit more proactive in finding someone to go with before tickets go on sale.

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