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Fuck Detroit. And My Life.

Story time, GTers: my 21st birthday is 11/20, and the one thing I was hounding my mother for as a birthday gift (since it'd be weird to ask my mother for tequila) was tickets to the Blues/Fuck Detroit game on the 28th. 

 

For those of you who don't know (which is probably everyone), I'm an aspiring actor at SIU-Carbondale, where I was cast this semester in Lysistrata (which, for those of you who aren't familiar, is a Greek comedy with more dick jokes than an issue of Game Time).  But then I find out that our first Cue-to-Cue rehearsal - the most important technical rehearsal - was scheduled for November 28th - 10 am-11pm (yeah, they usually take that long).  I then tell my mother to disregard my requests for Blues/Fuck Detroit tickets as I wouldn't be able to use them anyway. 

Yeah, she had already bought them. 

 

So I then had to go about selling them via StubHub.  It took a couple weeks, but I finally got a buyer a week ago - at about 30% off of face value.  I put them in the mail one week ago today. 

 

Flash forward to tonight's rehearsal.  We got a new rehearsal schedule with changed dates for tech week. 

 

We no longer have rehearsal on November 28th. 

 

FUCK DETROIT!!!!!! 


                                                                                                                                                                                                               

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