And yes, bold and capitalised is completely neccesary. My mind is officially blown. I have never seen anything like it. It completely beats 360 telling me and three friends that he loves us. Completely.
We went to Martin Place at about four thirty, quarter to five this morning and planted ourselves at the end of the line. Since we were much further up than when we were yesterday, we had hope! We settled down for three and half hours of nothing but sitting in cold and thinking of bed and got out our thermos etc.
Nothing exciting was happening, the only slightly sly thing was the people behind us secretly listening in as we read aloud to eachother from the Princess Bride - as you wish. Gotta love Westley!
We TapTapRevenged it for a bit, then just went all out and listened to music to no end. Dancing on the street keeping our bums alive, wiggling our hips, shaking our heads, it was intense.
Anyway, finally seven thirty rolled around and everyone got up to start properly lining up. There was a bit of bustling up the front but we took not notice, just thought of it as any normal person would - people literally jumping for joy.
But no! Turns out there were, not one, but two people trying to push in! Scandalous, huh? Anyways, we started chatting to this young couple in front of us (who, as it turns out, were there for the Grizz as well) and they were just as surprised as we were to find that one girl had pushed into the line. I think I will refer to her as "Green Backpack Lady". As you may have realised, she was wearing a green backpack.
There was a bit of hustle and bustly around the Green Backpack Lady but she was completely nonplussed. She didn't seem to have a care in the world that people had been lining up since friggen four in the morning for tickets! Eventually The Fuzz got included in this mini brawl. He was one mighty looking secutiry guard, handlebar moustache included! He went right up to her and said: "Look, you pushed in. Go to the back of line and leave with tickets, or stay here and leave without tickets. Whatever floats your boat." Pretty cool ay.
She didn't budge! Green Backpack Lady was feisty. Handlebar Security Guard left her to her moping in the line and went away. For about five minutes. He came back with the ticket seller, who, like any sane person, jumped up on one of the seats and gave her the full monty. "Look, Lady, people have been here since four in the morning! I'm not going to sell you tickets, I know who you are. What you're doing now is pointless."
After awhile Blue Shirt Goddess arrived and told Handlebar Security Guard she wouldn't leave Green Backpack Lady's side. I'm happy to say that after a bit of pushing and shoving, some nice offerings of frontages from a lady with a hectic haircut and a pretty dress and heated words, Green Backpack Lady left and we got out tickets.
PROBLEM SOLVED!
What a mighty fight she put up though, I hardly heard her speak a word! What a fighter.
Love!
P.S Did I mention how effing fantastic Grizzly Bear were? It was like meeting Stravinsky or John Lennon or God but ten times better! God, I can't get over it...*sigh*
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