One ticket to a rock show: $25
Total after service fees: $45
FUCK THAT. I vow to never buy another ticket from Ticketmaster ever again. Fuck them in thier fucking asses.
Anyway, I'm at the bank yesterday getting ready to cash a few checks, and the new girl behind the counter is kind of looking at me smiling. She looks up at me, realizes that I'm waiting, says "Oh! Hold on just a second!" and starts to rapidly finish putting paper in her printer. Unfortunately for me, the haggish old manager lady got to me first. During the transaction, she kept looking over at me and flashing a nice smile. We flirted back and forth a bit, she apologized for making me wait (which I didn't mind, I was staring at her body) and I teased her about her capacity for customer service. More smiles, more eye contact, I'm already feeling better. It had been a bitch of a day, so a little casual flirting is always a good pick-me-up.
So the transaction is done, the manager hag says goodbye, and the new girl looks up, smiles wide and says "Bye! Good to see you!" and I return the sentiment. I'm walking along feeling alright, and I suddenly remember that I was going to the store to pick up some sinus medication for my soul crushing allergies. That's when I stop myself, think hard for a moment, and reach up to my right nostril.
Yep. Massive trail oozing out. That's what caused all the smiling and niceness. What a fucking life I lead.
Total after service fees: $45
FUCK THAT. I vow to never buy another ticket from Ticketmaster ever again. Fuck them in thier fucking asses.
Anyway, I'm at the bank yesterday getting ready to cash a few checks, and the new girl behind the counter is kind of looking at me smiling. She looks up at me, realizes that I'm waiting, says "Oh! Hold on just a second!" and starts to rapidly finish putting paper in her printer. Unfortunately for me, the haggish old manager lady got to me first. During the transaction, she kept looking over at me and flashing a nice smile. We flirted back and forth a bit, she apologized for making me wait (which I didn't mind, I was staring at her body) and I teased her about her capacity for customer service. More smiles, more eye contact, I'm already feeling better. It had been a bitch of a day, so a little casual flirting is always a good pick-me-up.
So the transaction is done, the manager hag says goodbye, and the new girl looks up, smiles wide and says "Bye! Good to see you!" and I return the sentiment. I'm walking along feeling alright, and I suddenly remember that I was going to the store to pick up some sinus medication for my soul crushing allergies. That's when I stop myself, think hard for a moment, and reach up to my right nostril.
Yep. Massive trail oozing out. That's what caused all the smiling and niceness. What a fucking life I lead.
