It's now Friday. The Chicago date I planned on seeing was Monday. I've e-mailed them 4 times to both U2fantix@aol.com and U2fantx@aol.com (they've used both). The last one I put a "highest" priority on. Still nothing.
TicketBastard gets GC's up. I want to buy them, but I don't know if fucking Prop will be sending me tickets or not. I hate them right now. I will likely never buy tickets from them again. Poor customer service as always. If they can't handle it, then perhaps they should let someone else handle it, but for God's sake, don't let U2.com handle it. They're even more inept, and would probably give them all to ticket brokers an hour before we were scheduled to get them.
I'm sooooo mad right now, I make Whortense look meek! Be thankful I'm not God. I'd have smote them into the lowest canto of hell by now!
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time
TicketBastard gets GC's up. I want to buy them, but I don't know if fucking Prop will be sending me tickets or not. I hate them right now. I will likely never buy tickets from them again. Poor customer service as always. If they can't handle it, then perhaps they should let someone else handle it, but for God's sake, don't let U2.com handle it. They're even more inept, and would probably give them all to ticket brokers an hour before we were scheduled to get them.
I'm sooooo mad right now, I make Whortense look meek! Be thankful I'm not God. I'd have smote them into the lowest canto of hell by now!
Melon
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"He had lived through an age when men and women with energy and ruthlessness but without much ability or persistence excelled. And even though most of them had gone under, their ignorance had confused Roy, making him wonder whether the things he had striven to learn, and thought of as 'culture,' were irrelevant. Everything was supposed to be the same: commercials, Beethoven's late quartets, pop records, shopfronts, Freud, multi-coloured hair. Greatness, comparison, value, depth: gone, gone, gone. Anything could give some pleasure; he saw that. But not everything provided the sustenance of a deeper understanding." - Hanif Kureishi, Love in a Blue Time