I had second-row tickets.
And it coincided with the one possible thing short of impending death or being-on-the-other-side-of-the-world that could make me miss it: The Shallaway (NSYC) Christmas Concert.
[ For those of you far-away, Shallaway (previously the Newfoundland Symphony Youth Choir) is a choir I belong to that take itself annoyingly seriously. For me to skip a concert (particularly of the christmas variety) would be for me to die at the hands of Susan Knight.
And by die, I mean have my membership unceremoniously revoked. There's like, a contract and everything. ]
So I sold my second-row ticket to the best concert that'll be here all year, and gave up my chance of meeting her (which probably would have happened). Sometimes I really wish I hadn't sold my soul to the choir.
