For the Life of Me, I’ll Never Understand This:
Concert presales are the big thing, and have been for quite a while. Basically, if you like a particular band, you can join their “fan club,” for a nominal fee (for the Stones, it’s $100). Basically, all you get is annoying e-mails about new concerts in Bangladesh, and the opportunity to buy tickets before they go on sale (the only real reason to “join” a fan club). The problem is, that this presale basically sells out concert venues before tickets even go on sale. So, much like new football stadiums, this “nominal fee” becomes more like a personal seat license (PSL) – or in other words, paying for the right to pay for tickets. You know, there is going to be a point where there will be different levels of presales, depending on how much money you are willing to shell out – Platinum presale, Gold presale, etc. Why even bother putting the tickets on sale anymore? This really bugs the sh*t out of me. I remember a day (dating myself here), when we used to have to sleep out in parking lots of stadiums for tickets … now, I didn’t much enjoy that, but still, THAT was better than this presale scam.
Stupid Conversation/Quote of the Week:
“Wait, scallops are shellfish? I thought they were like oysters.” A coworker of mine, Kurtis was wondering why he broke out after eating scallops at a wedding. After a brief discussion, it finally clicked in his head, but we didn’t even get into the whole conversation about oysters being shellfish. Your tax dollars at work.
Cool Band Name of the Week:
Thundersnow – I heard a weather forecaster use this term this morning, and thought it ruled.
Made up Word of the Week:
Lunch Box – Now, I know this is an actual word, BUT I just found out this week that you use this word as a put-down to somebody you don’t like. For instance, you see a jerk crossing the street when the light is red, and you say, “Hey, look at that Lunch Box over there.” I don’t know – it seemed funnier at the time …
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