To my surprise I was able to get 5 tickets on the say the tickets went on sale for a Jimmy Eat World/Taking Back Sunday show. I was pretty locked into using 2 of the 5 tickets, but then found a co-worker of mine that would go so I was then using 3 of the 5 tickets.
I then tried to sell the extra tickets when we got there, but everyone had tickets, I could not believe it! I tried to ignore the fact that I even bought two more tickets. We stood in line, went through the normal "patt" down procedure, then as we were entering the venue, there were two different lines, they looked at the ticket, then were giving green wristbands to people!I was thinking uh oh, that's not good. From my past experiences, when wrists bands are being put on people that usually means they are segregating people for access to the floor.This reminds me of...Once upon a time in what seems like a galaxy far far away, where my friends and I circumvented this exact kind of situation, by finding out just how to get 2 of the wristbands then once one of us was in, we'd take off the wristband and put it on another friend until we were all on the floor. The tricky part to those particular type of wristbands is that they are made to stay on, and not be taken off. So in order to make that work, we used chewing gum, which was a gamble because when the security guard would check that you had a wristband they would also physically tug on it! In the end we all got onto the floor, and it was a great show.So there we were in line, they checked my ticket, I got no wristband, I then started to remember about the other two tickets. I was like hrmm, maybe the wristband was for stage access or something. But I soon saw that they had a lot of wristbands. And that there's no way that they would give out that much stage access anywhere. So when my girlfriend was getting her ticket checked she recognized someone that was checking tickets. So then we were all in, and I said so lets go down to the floor, of course assuming that we HAD access to the floor. We get to the security guard that seemed to be checking for wristbands and I tried to walk down, they said you don't have a wristband you can't get onto the floor! I was kinda of like what the hell, then I remembered the last time I was in this situation, and thought there's always a way, always... I also thought, I better get onto this floor, cause I've already wasted two tickets worth of money along with this dissapointment, I gotta make this a good one. All I could think while looking around for anyone trying to do what we did that last time, was oh come on, there's always someone trying to do get in. I looked and looked, but found no one, then it hit me. I asked my girlfriend to go and ask that person she saw if he could hook us up with wristbands, she said alright, and went to ask him. She came back and said that he would try. So we decided that we should find some seats just in case. While we were looking for seats, the guy she asked found us and gave her the wristbands!! Saved!!! It's crazy I went from, "oh man this fucking sucks.." to "alright, damn straight, it always works out, yes!" SO we got on the floor. The opening band, was this girl on a keyboard, and this guy on drums. I swear, I don't know how they were able to even be considered to be on this tour. They sounded like shit. It was torture, you could barely make out what they weres
