We are too old to go to your show at 11:45 on a Thursday
I’m a fan of a rock band. Okay – they’re a pop band, but whatever. I like them – they’re Chicago boys. You’ve probably heard their songs.
Anyway, they’re in Cambridge tonight playing an all-ages show (hurl!) at TT the Bear’s Place. For just $10 I can enjoy all the live OK GO I can handle.
Sadly – I won’t be attending. The show starts at 11:45 people. In the PM – quarter of midnight. On a Thursday.
Can’t be done. I’m old now and will probably spend my $10 trying to buy a house or something. And some of us have to work in the morning. And I can’t very well show up to train with Wendy with a no-booze hangover. That is not cool.
Good God, I sound like such a bougie bee-yotch – I’m like Julie Cooper without the dramatic backstory. Or really good abs.
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I had the same thing happen to me several months ago. A band we really love came to town and we wanted to go see them, but then I found out they didn't go on until 10:30. Ugh! That is WAY past my bedtime. I'm too old for that.
My husband, on the other hand, even though he is a year older than me, thinks he still has all the energy of his youth, especially when it comes to seeing live bands. If course I don't want to look like I can't hang with him, so I agreed to go. (Did I mention I'm stupid?) We ended up leaving during the encore because I was tired and needed to go to work the next day. Not to mention I was annoyed at the idiot teenagers rocketing around the room and smashing into one another--
Gawd, I'm getting old. . .*sigh*