my friend marlee and i bought tickets to see chris thile playing with a full orchestra. the website we bought the tickets from said he was opening up for fergie at our rival high school in new york. we went to the show at 7:30 and were ready and preparing ourselves to watch him play. when the show started it was actually just high schoolers doing covers of fergies songs in really stupid outfits. i said, i think we missed him opening for her- or are we in the wrong building or something, this is all just weird. marlee said we should wait it out and see, so we stayed a few more songs and it was horrendous and putting me in a terrible angry mood. i walked out and looked for the ticket booth sales showed them my ticket and said, where is chris thile playing. he is not in that auditorium with the fergie wanna-be's. the two older women in the booth smirked and said oh yeah its fine, don't worry about it he will be playing. so i went back and watched some more from the back, realized they were lying to me and went back to the ticket booth. there was one semi nicer lady and one lady that was an evil bitch. i was talking to the nicer lady saying listen, i paid money to see JUST chris thile, not fergie so i really am wanting to make sure i get to see him tonight or else i will be really pissed. just tell me whats going on and then everything will be fine. the evil one said if you bought your ticket to support the arts, you should be doing that and just wait around and maybe you'll see him later. i said shutup. i was getting angry. the nicer one gave me a slip of paper and told me that this would help me figure it out. i was angry, i took the paper, went to the auditorium opened the door and yelled for marlee. the whole place looked at me, they were angry but i didn't care because i was more angry. i said CHRIS THILE ISN'T PLAYING HERE SO LETS JUST GO, WE'RE DOING THIS TOGETHER. i didn't know what that meant but i said it anyways. marlee was angry too but confused about what was going on, so she followed me. i read her the paper and said it was going to be fine, but then realized it was not going to be fine because of what was written on this thing in my hands. i ran back to the ticket booth and pushed everyone out of the way and started yelling at the ladies. they had sold me a treasure map, and basically i had to drive my car around the city collecting clues and filing out puzzles in order to then come back to this very same book and then receive my ticket to see chris thile opening up for the 'real' fergie. i was yelling everything i could at these ladies i took my shoes off and threw them around the room, i started panting and cursing, and they were stone faced behind the booth. 'yeah thats what you have to do these days, sorry' i was livid and marlee was angry too. we could not believe this. i was about to throw punches. i woke up. my nose was full of snot.