Karma's a bitch!

thedividedskyiscrape

So... When I came back from the Hawaii shows and the Ames book came out I decided to retire from the poster thing. I am pleased with my collection; I have a poster from just about every show I've attended, and I figured the Ames book was a great culmination of the posters I have collected to date.

I even managed to curb the urge to get the excellent print at the DC show (my first gig for '08). But then I did some calculating and came to realize the MSG2 show would be my 50th show. My buddy encouraged me to commemorate the event with "one last poster." I had gotten a poster for him the night before (and the system in place for night 1 was great), so I figured I could easily get myself one for night 2.

Well... Anyone who was there last night knows that the methods for selling posters varied drastically from night 1 to night 2. Long story, short... night 2 was an epic disaster. Why they changed the system from the night before, I'll never know.

Anyway... I managed to get a poster, but not without compromising my own poster-getting-principles. This, therefore, is both my public apology and my story of how karma comes back at ya: After pushing through the wristband corral (ridiculous...like trying to get to the front row back in the day) I found myself at the mass of people pushing and shoving their way to the front of the merch booth on the right. I got almost to the front when they announced they were sold out. So I booked it over to the other booth and weaseled my way to the front. Not proud of it, but I was within reach at the other booth. But, like they say, karma's a bitch. I got my wristband of shame and enjoyed my show. Picked up the poster at the end, no problems (I even found a plastic cup wrapper to keep it in). Went to a couple of bars and managed not to bend the poster or harm it in any way....

Then I left it in the F'ing cab I took home.

Like I said... Karma's a bitch.

So now I'm officially retired from posters. And I apologize if my cutting in line prevented anyone from getting their posters.

I just hope whoever ends up with my wayward poster appreciates it... It would have had some sentimental value.

slightofjeff

Methinks an NYC cabbie just got himself an eBay account ...

thedividedskyiscrape

I hope the next person to get in the cab took it and knew what a score it was and kept it. The last thing I'd want is for the poster to be resold after my unscrupulous methods for obtaining it.

vduboise

if you have the receipt for your cab ride, then you can try to track down the cabby.

Real sorry about your mishap.

rebornFixer

This poster stuff is crazy and out of control ... Power to those interested in it, but to me it sounds like more trouble than its worth. I'll stick to downloading boots.

thedividedskyiscrape

vduboise wrote:

if you have the receipt for your cab ride, then you can try to track down the cabby.

Real sorry about your mishap.

Thanks. Yah... I submitted a lost item thingy on the TLC website, but I'm not holding my breath...

It's my penance.

slightofjeff

reborncareerist wrote:

This poster stuff is crazy and out of control ... Power to those interested in it, but to me it sounds like more trouble than its worth. I'll stick to downloading boots.

You're not joking.

Night two at MSG went to pick up my 10C tickets at 2:30. Got in the same line I was in the night before. After about 10 minutes of standing in a static line, I see dudes coming out of the box office with their tickets.

"What's this line for?" they ask me.
"Fan club tickets," I say.

"We just came from the box office. You can just walk right up."
"Then what the fuck is this line for?" I say.

Turns out, people were lined up to get in. To get posters. At 2:30.

Fuck. That.

Firecloud

Man, I thought this was gonna be a thread about this video, which is probably the single best example of instant karma ever caught on video:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=nz054aIL-xY

thedividedskyiscrape

slightofjeff wrote:

You're not joking.

Night two at MSG went to pick up my 10C tickets at 2:30. Got in the same line I was in the night before. After about 10 minutes of standing in a static line, I see dudes coming out of the box office with their tickets.

"What's this line for?" they ask me.
"Fan club tickets," I say.

"We just came from the box office. You can just walk right up."
"Then what the fuck is this line for?" I say.

Turns out, people were lined up to get in. To get posters. At 2:30.

Fuck. That.

Maybe one day there'll be an option to get a poster when you buy your 10 Club ticket. Then it will arrive nicely at your home after the show.

Others can dream... I'm retired.

kcherub

Firecloud wrote:

Man, I thought this was gonna be a thread about this video, which is probably the single best example of instant karma ever caught on video:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=nz054aIL-xY

I am sooo going to show this to my 7-year old as a huge warning. :P

Take care,

vduboise

Firecloud wrote:

Man, I thought this was gonna be a thread about this video, which is probably the single best example of instant karma ever caught on video:

http://youtube.com/watch?v=nz054aIL-xY

Now that is really f**ed up! Things always come back to you. whether good or bad.

rebornFixer

Aw man, that video is fucked RIGHT up ...
Its wrong to laugh, isn't it?

SBC03

How About Reverse Karma---bad Shit Then Good Shit

Like You Stub Your Toe But Find A Qtr While Scream And Holla!!!!!!!

Amrak

carolinabeerguy

thedividedskyiscrape wrote:

Maybe one day there'll be an option to get a poster when you buy your 10 Club ticket. Then it will arrive nicely at your home after the show.

Others can dream... I'm retired.

That would be far too sensible...we can always hope.

camaros

holy shit....

Fahka

50th show? holy shiz.. you lucky shit :P