So i roll out with the ex to see Sheep in the optimen last night supporting a mediocre Aussie hip-hop act "the herd".Tell the door bitch that i should be on the list. She tells me that im "probably not" without even looking at her clip board. I ask her to please check and she asks whos list im on, i tell her Sheep, and she says "yeah look, their list got heavily cut... i mean people are here to see the herd, you know what i mean?"
I ask her to actually bother looking, she does and says "yeah you were on here but you got cut" I ask if i can buy a ticket, but its sold out. So i hang for awhile, and see 2 people come out and try to hail a taxi, so i ask them if they were leaving could they tell door bitch, and she can let us pay to get in. She tells me that "its against regulations" and they are "way over capacity as it is". I'm fucking FUMING by this point, and point out that if she is so worried about regulations then why the fuck are they "already way over capacity". She just looks at me blankly. I tell her we won't even hang around for the herd, we'll be out before everyone even turns up. She just shakes here head as im talking going "no no no no no no" over the top of me like a fucking 5 year old.
Man i'm still pissed about it, i mean she has a job to do- but until the end i was being nice, not some drunken fuck trying to weasel his way in. I was on the fucking list- YOU cut me- you should at least try to be nice to me, and help me out when all im trying to do is go support a freind playing. I came up with a solution to the capacity problem, and you could have got $50 more out of us for tickets, and its not like the fire inspector or liqour licensing or whatever is going to know that we are not those 2 people that aren't coming back.
