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Anonymous
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Where should I start this story? If you saw a white kid with a black Piece of Mind shirt and an Asian kid with an Emperor shirt in front of the theater on Saturday, then you know who this is. We got to the theater at 9AM and I believe we were the first people there with tickets in-hand, but there's a lot more to this story.
Our adventure to see Maiden on the AMOLAD tour started when they announced it. I was on Ticketmaster at 10AM the day the tickets went on sale, hitting F5 like a banshee, come to find out the Pit is already sold out. I won't settle for anything less, so I spend the next few weeks resorting to eBay. Miss out on a few auctions that exceeded $250/ticket, then finally scored a pair of advertised Pit tickets for $225/ticket. Tickets arrive a week or so later, and they are lawn tickets. I notify the seller and get my money back, unfortunately, by this time, there are no more Pit tickets on eBay. So I resort to a broker, I find a pair, and purchase them, $381/ticket. The tickets showed up on Wednesday of last week. My friend and I left our houses at 2AM Saturday morning, after not sleeping due to our excitement. We got to the Verizon theater at about 9AM to start waiting. There was a small group of people there that were waiting for the box office to open and release more tickets. And so we waited. We met two really cool guys from Arizona that had lawn tickets and BSed with them until the gates opened.
At around 6PM my heart started to pound as I knew the time for me to be front and center was coming. We had spared no penny nor any minute to ensure we were at the front of the line, and finally, we were there. They pulled away the gates and I went up to get frisked, then went to get my ticket scanned. The ticket machine said 'Stop.' Immediately I was crushed as I watched numerous people run ahead of me and knew my prime spot on the rail might not be there. The Guest Services Manager came over and said he had to take the tickets to the box office, I knew we weren't going to get a spot on the rail by this point. Guest Services Manager comes back a few minutes later and informs us that we have fraudulent tickets and that we won't be seeing the show that night. I asked him for a statement saying that the tickets are fake so we can get our money back.
Then my friend got in our car and drove 7 hours back home, arriving at 2AM, 24 hours after we had left.
Needless to say, we are currently crushed. We have seen Iron Maiden on their last three tours, and have never had that prime spot front and center on the rail. We did everything we could to make it happen this time, and we ended up not even getting to see the show. For everyone we met in line, the three people from Turkey, the four girls from Ecuador, the two guys from Oregon, the two guys from Arizona, we hope you enjoyed the show for us. See you at the next one.
Our adventure to see Maiden on the AMOLAD tour started when they announced it. I was on Ticketmaster at 10AM the day the tickets went on sale, hitting F5 like a banshee, come to find out the Pit is already sold out. I won't settle for anything less, so I spend the next few weeks resorting to eBay. Miss out on a few auctions that exceeded $250/ticket, then finally scored a pair of advertised Pit tickets for $225/ticket. Tickets arrive a week or so later, and they are lawn tickets. I notify the seller and get my money back, unfortunately, by this time, there are no more Pit tickets on eBay. So I resort to a broker, I find a pair, and purchase them, $381/ticket. The tickets showed up on Wednesday of last week. My friend and I left our houses at 2AM Saturday morning, after not sleeping due to our excitement. We got to the Verizon theater at about 9AM to start waiting. There was a small group of people there that were waiting for the box office to open and release more tickets. And so we waited. We met two really cool guys from Arizona that had lawn tickets and BSed with them until the gates opened.
At around 6PM my heart started to pound as I knew the time for me to be front and center was coming. We had spared no penny nor any minute to ensure we were at the front of the line, and finally, we were there. They pulled away the gates and I went up to get frisked, then went to get my ticket scanned. The ticket machine said 'Stop.' Immediately I was crushed as I watched numerous people run ahead of me and knew my prime spot on the rail might not be there. The Guest Services Manager came over and said he had to take the tickets to the box office, I knew we weren't going to get a spot on the rail by this point. Guest Services Manager comes back a few minutes later and informs us that we have fraudulent tickets and that we won't be seeing the show that night. I asked him for a statement saying that the tickets are fake so we can get our money back.
Then my friend got in our car and drove 7 hours back home, arriving at 2AM, 24 hours after we had left.
Needless to say, we are currently crushed. We have seen Iron Maiden on their last three tours, and have never had that prime spot front and center on the rail. We did everything we could to make it happen this time, and we ended up not even getting to see the show. For everyone we met in line, the three people from Turkey, the four girls from Ecuador, the two guys from Oregon, the two guys from Arizona, we hope you enjoyed the show for us. See you at the next one.