I have just had the most emotional day of my life. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, I ran my stroller carrying child into a trash can while on a run because I was blinded by the events that have unfolded around me on this fine Wednesday morning. All by 10 am.
I am a big Lady Gaga fan. If I could be anyone in the world, it would be her. She is tough, talented, beautiful and fierce. Her music is inspiring and keeps me moving when I want to push “stop” on the stair stepper. Pretty sure she wrote “Born this Way” to be part of our parenting soundtrack. And I hear “Hair” every time I brush my daughter’s nest of a mane. I adore Mother Monster.
When I heard she was touring after the Super Bowl (which she SLAYED) I knew I HAD to get tickets. Luckily I have great friends who not only wanted in, but who have access to the presale via their credit card.
Tickets went on sale this morning and, of course, we ran into some issues. My cardholder friend had great tickets in her cart but they disappeared when she went to check out within the 5 minute window.
So she gave two of us her code and we all went to work.
A few minutes later my other friend said she had floor tickets in her cart. Floor. Tickets. FLOOOOOR TICKEEEEETS to see Lady Gaga.
We told her not to wait. Grab those tickets NOW! And she did. And there was some radio silence while we waited for the confirmation.
Those 2 minutes were the longest of my life. I went from jumping up and down excited to Googling how to replicate Gaga’s meat dress. If we were going to be on the floor we had to BRING IT. We couldn’t look like 3 exhausted moms in a sea of short skirts and cross dressers. Oh no, we were going all out.
And then we received this message:
What? What could have possibly gone wrong? Were the tickets more than we wanted to spend? That’s OK- we were already invested. Were the tickets not quite on the floor? Again- totally fine.
But that wasn’t it guys. We had floor tickets. It just wasn’t to Lady Gaga. It was to the second hottest concert in town that week… Lionel Richie.
I have nothing against the man. I appreciate his talent and contributions to the music industry. I can bop my head to “All Night Long” when I’m standing in aisle 5 and it comes on in the grocery store. But there is no way, in any lifetime and under any circumstance, that I would pay $600 for non refundable floor tickets to a Lionel Richie concert.
We urged our friend to call the box office immediately and beg for a refund.
We might have missed our window for Gaga tickets but we could not go on for another second knowing those Lionel tickets were burning a hole in her pocket. She called, we waited.
Turns out if there is a possibility of a refund but it has to go to management and will take 24-72 hours for us to hear back.
But in the mean time one of us was able to score lower level tickets to Gaga and all is well in the world. Now all we have to do is sit back, relax, plan our wardrobe and pray these Lionel tickets get refunded.
If not- we have 3 tickets to the hottest concert on the east coast available.