I have done a lot of stupid things in my life. I know, everyone does stupid stuff and I’m pretty sure that everyone reading this could reel off the at least 5 things they’ve done in the past that make them, upon recolection, clasp their hand to their forehead and go, “Seriously, self, what the fuck were you thinking?” But today, I realised that I have a new crowning achievement in stupidity perhaps only surpassed by Dumb Things I’ve Done After Drinking Vodka but that’s entirely another matter.
When I received my piece of paper from the post office informing me that my ticket to the completely sold out Splendour in the Grass had arrived at the local post office I, in my INIFINITE WISDOM owing to the 6 hours a week the stupid place is open, left a note out to my housemate asking her if she could pick it up while she was at work. I didn’t get any verbal confirmation from her and because there have been a lot of other things going on in my life I completely forgot to ask her where the ticket was.
See where this is going?
She, and I state now that this debacle is in now way her fault because it was my responsibility and she wasn’t to know that I am the Queen of Stupid, didn’t pick up the ticket. And it wasn’t until this morning (two days before I leave for Byron Bay) that I asked her about the ticket. She had no idea what I was talking about. I called the post office as soon as I got into work and found out my precious pass to a weekend of rock and roll fun was returned to sender A MONTH AGO. In my panic, I ran down to Exhibition St to visit the Ticketek agency and blathered at the incredibly nice woman there until she informed me there was no record of my purchasing a ticket.
I freaked out. My life as a Ryan Adams groupie passed before my eyes. And then I remembered that I bought the ticket online through the Splendour in the Grass website. I apologised profusely to the kind woman for wasting her time, raced back to the office, searched my Gmail account for confirmation, and have now emailed the OTHER ticket office begging for mercy and offering ANYTHING if they can just find my ticket and get it to me by Saturday.
STUPID. Anyway, please keep your fingers crossed that the ticket turns up. I promise I’ve learnt my lesson. Sort of. GAH!
UPDATE:
The LOVELY people at Ticketing Solutions just called to inform me that my ticket to Splendour in the Grass was safely returned to them and that they are kindly going to express it down to me today.
I LOVE PEOPLE.
AHAHAHAHAHAAAA. I get to go and see all the lovely bands.
Okay, so the moral of the story is to always pick up stuff from the post office straight away. Oh, and that sometimes people are just awesome. Whee!
So now that you've been to Byron, can you post again? Because I only discovered your site last week, and I'm dying to know what happens next.
Posted by: Dani | July 28, 2005 at 11:39 PM
It must have been one hell of a party because you haven't said a word since!!!
Posted by: Adrienne | August 09, 2005 at 06:16 AM
Yep! are you still there??
ps: so lucky there... here in italy they would have stole your ticket and sold it back for doubled price ;-)
Posted by: temple | August 10, 2005 at 02:36 AM
Yes... what happened?
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okay, now it's getting weird. could you please send me a little tiny e-mail just saying "hey i'm alive"? I miss you and you're freakin me out.
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Yes - Carrie, please let us know you're alive!
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