Wo is me: Flight of the Conchords Edition

Tickets for a Flight of the Conchords concert went on sale twenty-three minutes ago. They are now sold out.

I called in at 10am and got through, but the phone rang for about two minutes, which made me think my call had been lost or something, I don't know how phones work. So I hung up and dialed back again. Busy. Again. Busy. Again and again on my way home from school. Busy. Busy. Busy.

I called 51 times.

Finally at 10:06 I got through again. The phone rang for six minutes. I waited. And waited. An operator picked up, and told me the bad news.

If only I hadn't've hung up that first time. I wouldn't be in the misery I am now.

I'm not crying. It's just been raining. On my face.


Megan said...

I'm sorry! That really is sad! How exciting that would have been to hear "It's Business Time" up close and personal!

kathy said...

And if I AM cryin', it's not 'cuz of you. I'm just thinkin' about a friend of mine—who you don't know—who is dyin'. That's right. Dyin'.