I thought I told y'all this story before though I guess I haven't.
Me: *Goes to purchase concert tickets to The Living End.*
Me: Hi there, are there any remaining tickets for The Living End?
Employee: Let me check.
Me: Okay.
Employee: No, nothing for The Living Dead.
Me: Not Living Dead, The Living End.
Her: No, nothing for The Living Dead.
Me: END NOT DEAD!
Her: Oh, end... Yeah how many do you want?
Me: Two, thanks.
Her: $135.60 (or whatever the price was, $135-something).
Me: *Hands over money as tears form at my eyes in that slow-motion effect sort of thing where people in movies sacrifice one thing for another.*
Her: Here you go.
Me: Thank you kindly.
Me: *Leaves.*
Grandmother: Did you just pay for those?!
Me: *Sarcastically* No, I got them for free.
Grandmother: It's on a school day, IT'S ON A BLOODY SCHOOL DAY!
Me: I know...
Grandmother: YOU'LL FAIL DUE TO THESE STUPID CONCERTS.
Me: Calm down, I don't go to concerts every day...
Grandmother: *Lectures me on random stuff I couldn't be bothered paying attention to.*
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I forgot to post yesterday. Sue me.
5 DAYS UNTIL THE LIVING END CONCERT!
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