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I know for a fact that I bought Tycho tickets. But I can't find them. They're not in my order history on the app or the website. They're not in my email... But I can see where I paid from them back in January.... Show isn't till the end of the month but this is annoying.. Anyone have an issue with Ticketaster like this before? Should I just call them?
Ya, I'd go ahead and call them. Assuming you searched your junk/spam folders too? But the fact that they don't show up in your order history is troubling.
I know for a fact that I bought Tycho tickets. But I can't find them. They're not in my order history on the app or the website. They're not in my email... But I can see where I paid from them back in January.... Show isn't till the end of the month but this is annoying.. Anyone have an issue with Ticketaster like this before? Should I just call them?
Ya, I'd go ahead and call them. Assuming you searched your junk/spam folders too? But the fact that they don't show up in your order history is troubling.
Yea, the fact that it's not in my order history is what is bothering me. I even checked my old TM account thinking I maybe bought it under that one, but it's not there either... Oh well, I'll call them tomorrow and see what they say.
Ya, I'd go ahead and call them. Assuming you searched your junk/spam folders too? But the fact that they don't show up in your order history is troubling.
Yea, the fact that it's not in my order history is what is bothering me. I even checked my old TM account thinking I maybe bought it under that one, but it's not there either... Oh well, I'll call them tomorrow and see what they say.
Yea, the fact that it's not in my order history is what is bothering me. I even checked my old TM account thinking I maybe bought it under that one, but it's not there either... Oh well, I'll call them tomorrow and see what they say.
Are you sure you bought them on ticketbastard?
Yup. When I searched my inbox the only thing for "Tycho" that came up was a TM email advertising the show, so I know it was through them. This is like the 3rd issue I've had with them in the past year. They really are awful.
Just got my Bjork ticket in the mail...I ordered the wrong date. Now the question is do I preemptively buy tickets on Stubhub for the right date, assuming that I'll be able to sell mine, or do I wait until my ticket sells?
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Just got my Bjork ticket in the mail...I ordered the wrong date. Now the question is do I preemptively buy tickets on Stubhub for the right date, assuming that I'll be able to sell mine, or do I wait until my ticket sells?
Just got my Bjork ticket in the mail...I ordered the wrong date. Now the question is do I preemptively buy tickets on Stubhub for the right date, assuming that I'll be able to sell mine, or do I wait until my ticket sells?
You can't go to the one that you bought?
Correct. I accidentally purchased one for 8:00 on a Wednesday night - I'd have to leave early for work and then take rush-hour public transit to NYC. Much more stressful then trying to make a 3PM show on a Sunday.
And of course, I purchased a paper ticket, so I can't make it available for instant download on Stubhub. Fuck.
Edit: Nevermind to the last part, I can transfer the tickets to myself and receive them as a PDF.
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Correct. I accidentally purchased one for 8:00 on a Wednesday night - I'd have to leave early for work and then take rush-hour public transit to NYC. Much more stressful then trying to make a 3PM show on a Sunday.
And of course, I purchased a paper ticket, so I can't make it available for instant download on Stubhub. Fuck.
Edit: Nevermind to the last part, I can transfer the tickets to myself and receive them as a PDF.
If you can afford to buy the ticket for the other date, go ahead and do it.
Just got my Bjork ticket in the mail...I ordered the wrong date. Now the question is do I preemptively buy tickets on Stubhub for the right date, assuming that I'll be able to sell mine, or do I wait until my ticket sells?
Preemptively buy unless you think prices might drop in a few weeks from what they are now.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Post by crazykittensmile on Mar 8, 2015 18:44:36 GMT -5
Feeling frustrated about our new home.
-Landlady had a guy come in and wash the windows, and I just discovered that he got dirty water droplets on the back of our WHITE couch -Our shower runs more water out of the tub faucet than the actual showerhead, no matter how hard I pull the thingy up -Our shower runs out of hot water after about 3 minutes, despite the hot water heater being set to VERY FUCKING HOT -The fridge has been leaking water onto one of the shelves since before we moved in -Just found out after washing my work clothes that the hot and cold water are switched...meaning all of my clothes just got boiled (apparently the washer gets all the hot water we're missing out on in the shower?) -The dryer has been drying our towels for 2 hours with no heat, and they aren't even remotely dry
I texted the landlady about the last two items, and she hasn't responded even though I know she saw it because she started texting and deleted a few times.
-Landlady had a guy come in and wash the windows, and I just discovered that he got dirty water droplets on the back of our WHITE couch -Our shower runs more water out of the tub faucet than the actual showerhead, no matter how hard I pull the thingy up -Our shower runs out of hot water after about 3 minutes, despite the hot water heater being set to VERY FUCKING HOT -The fridge has been leaking water onto one of the shelves since before we moved in -Just found out after washing my work clothes that the hot and cold water are switched...meaning all of my clothes just got boiled (apparently the washer gets all the hot water we're missing out on in the shower?) -The dryer has been drying our towels for 2 hours with no heat, and they aren't even remotely dry
I texted the landlady about the last two items, and she hasn't responded even though I know she saw it because she started texting and deleted a few times.
UGH! I just want to feel at home and RELAX.
Any one of those things would be super frustrating! That's really shitty that you are having to deal with all of them at once.
-Landlady had a guy come in and wash the windows, and I just discovered that he got dirty water droplets on the back of our WHITE couch -Our shower runs more water out of the tub faucet than the actual showerhead, no matter how hard I pull the thingy up -Our shower runs out of hot water after about 3 minutes, despite the hot water heater being set to VERY FUCKING HOT -The fridge has been leaking water onto one of the shelves since before we moved in -Just found out after washing my work clothes that the hot and cold water are switched...meaning all of my clothes just got boiled (apparently the washer gets all the hot water we're missing out on in the shower?) -The dryer has been drying our towels for 2 hours with no heat, and they aren't even remotely dry
I texted the landlady about the last two items, and she hasn't responded even though I know she saw it because she started texting and deleted a few times.
UGH! I just want to feel at home and RELAX.
Check your state law, in Arizona landlords have a certain amount of time to complete requested repairs (a week i think) before you have the right to hire someone and deduct it from your next months rent. Not a great way to start the relationship with the landlord but also proves you know what you are doing.
I'm having a rough time. I try my best to stay positive and always remember so many of my friends and family are dealing with things that are way worse than I, but sometimes it catches up with me. There is not one thing I can bitch about, I'm just feeling very overwhelmed and out of control. *sigh*
My chorus has a show March 28th. As of today, we don't have a confirmed venue for it. I'm going a bit insane over here cause I'm supposed to handle tickets and marketing and can't very well do that if we don't have a place to have the show!
I'm having a rough time. I try my best to stay positive and always remember so many of my friends and family are dealing with things that are way worse than I, but sometimes it catches up with me. There is not one thing I can bitch about, I'm just feeling very overwhelmed and out of control. *sigh*
I am right there with you. Lots of things going on right now and sometimes it feels like it's just too much to deal with.
Today when I was driving to work I thought to myself, "wow there's hardly any traffic this morning." Turns out my phone didn't adjust for DST and I had a very early start to my day.
I'm having a rough time. I try my best to stay positive and always remember so many of my friends and family are dealing with things that are way worse than I, but sometimes it catches up with me. There is not one thing I can bitch about, I'm just feeling very overwhelmed and out of control. *sigh*
Today when I was driving to work I thought to myself, "wow there's hardly any traffic this morning." Turns out my phone didn't adjust for DST and I had a very early start to my day.
But in a way, that's kinda nice. The worst part about waking up early is looking over and SEEING what time it is; so if you weren't aware that it was an hour earlier than it really was, and the traffic wasn't bad, maybe this is a "yay" instead of "grr"
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Haven't worked really since the beginning of last month... late on my rent, late on my life, 4 wisdom pulled last week. Freelancing is burning me up. Being black from immigrant parents is burning me up. Not sure if I'm going to have to quit the job I'm good at and sell all my gear just to survive. Can't move back to Jersey because it would basically shut down all my artistic dreams. Not sure what to do about it anymore. Fighting for wages is exhausting, getting cancelled on last minute is head-spinning and painful.
Also on 2 new medications in the last 3 months for my epilepsy and trying to navigate feeling UP and then too mellow. But I have to keep it together somehow. And somehow I'm supposed to believe that I'm talented even though I'm near starving with no more sources of help or income. All I want is work. All I want to do is make a living at what I'm good at. I'm tired of being held down by my lack of connections, tired of being held down by class and race. And tired of fighting but I have to keep swinging apparently
edit: On a more positive note, at the ATM yesterday a woman dropped like 120 dollars worth on the ground - and my sense of duty made me run after her and not pocket it. It made me feel good that it wasn't in me to take it, no matter how bad my situation is
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I'm having a rough time. I try my best to stay positive and always remember so many of my friends and family are dealing with things that are way worse than I, but sometimes it catches up with me. There is not one thing I can bitch about, I'm just feeling very overwhelmed and out of control. *sigh*
Haven't worked really since the beginning of last month... late on my rent, late on my life, 4 wisdom pulled last week. Freelancing is burning me up. Being black from immigrant parents is burning me up. Not sure if I'm going to have to quit the job I'm good at and sell all my gear just to survive. Can't move back to Jersey because it would basically shut down all my artistic dreams. Not sure what to do about it anymore. Fighting for wages is exhausting, getting cancelled on last minute is head-spinning and painful.
Also on 2 new medications in the last 3 months for my epilepsy and trying to navigate feeling UP and then too mellow. But I have to keep it together somehow. And somehow I'm supposed to believe that I'm talented even though I'm near starving with no more sources of help or income. All I want is work. All I want to do is make a living at what I'm good at. I'm tired of being held down by my lack of connections, tired of being held down by class and race. And tired of fighting but I have to keep swinging apparently
edit: On a more positive note, at the ATM yesterday a woman dropped like 120 dollars worth on the ground - and my sense of duty made me run after her and not pocket it. It made me feel good that it wasn't in me to take it, no matter how bad my situation is
Love you, Deto. Hang in there. You are so very talented and just so awesome a person. Good things have to come your way. I am willing it so.
Haven't worked really since the beginning of last month... late on my rent, late on my life, 4 wisdom pulled last week. Freelancing is burning me up. Being black from immigrant parents is burning me up. Not sure if I'm going to have to quit the job I'm good at and sell all my gear just to survive. Can't move back to Jersey because it would basically shut down all my artistic dreams. Not sure what to do about it anymore. Fighting for wages is exhausting, getting cancelled on last minute is head-spinning and painful.
Also on 2 new medications in the last 3 months for my epilepsy and trying to navigate feeling UP and then too mellow. But I have to keep it together somehow. And somehow I'm supposed to believe that I'm talented even though I'm near starving with no more sources of help or income. All I want is work. All I want to do is make a living at what I'm good at. I'm tired of being held down by my lack of connections, tired of being held down by class and race. And tired of fighting but I have to keep swinging apparently
edit: On a more positive note, at the ATM yesterday a woman dropped like 120 dollars worth on the ground - and my sense of duty made me run after her and not pocket it. It made me feel good that it wasn't in me to take it, no matter how bad my situation is
I know how frustratin' it can be to try and find a job that you're not only good at, but passionate about! Somedays I just wanna give up. But I try and keep my head up. Sendin' some good vibes your way!
Post by crazykittensmile on Mar 9, 2015 14:53:28 GMT -5
I feel all hot and like I'm going to hurl but I can't leave the office because I have three students coming in from all over the county for hiring appointments in 10 minutes.
Fingers crossed that I make it through and can go home after!
I feel all hot and like I'm going to hurl but I can't leave the office because I have three students coming in from all over the county for hiring appointments in 10 minutes.
Fingers crossed that I make it through and can go home after!
Eeeeek! That is the absolute worst. Breathe deeply, chew gum if you have it (helps me when I feel like I'm gonna vom). Good luck!! <3
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
During my daily walk home from work I was about half a mile away from my house when this car full of dudes pulled up next to me and rolled down the windows. They asked me if I knew where the basketball center was, which was a weird fucking question for it being almost 1 in the morning, but it seemed innocuous enough, so as I started to explain, they further rolled down their windows, started laughing and then proceeded to throw maybe five or six eggs at me then speed away into a nearby parking lot. I sort of laughed because all of them missed me (which I don't know how that's possible since the idiots were something like 6 feet away from me, but whatever) and I figured that was the end of it and I'd just have a funny story for my roommates. Not the case. They pulled into the parking lot, then parked. Three of them got out and secretly tried to follow me. One of them on one side of the street and two on the side of the street I'd moved to (which isn't accessible to cars after another twenty feet, which I figured would benefit my getting away from these dudes). Anyway, I started to divert from my plan and start walking up another street in my neighborhood, when I hear them running up behind me. I yell, "What the fuck is your problem?!" and they continue to throw eggs at me as they chase me and laugh. I can run really fast, so I got away no problem, even with my backpack on. By the way, every single egg they threw, missed me.
Anyway. I went home, grabbed my metal baseball bat, changed into darker clothes, roamed the neighborhood for a few minutes, talked to a police officer that I approached since it was clear that he had stopped and backed up to see what I was doing because I'm sure to a cop I looked suspicious as fuck. Nothing else happened. I went home, made myself dinner and then had some crazy dreams and slept for almost 12 hours. I'm safe, but I was raised to not take shit from anyone, so to be honest I'm kind of disappointed I didn't get to beat the hell out of these dudes. It's probably good I didn't see them again though. I would've gotten blind rage, I may have seriously injured someone and I'd probably be similarly dealt with, in the hospital.
tl;dr Egg-wielding 20-somethings can't throw for shit and my roommates' assumptions that I'm full of shit have disappeared.
During my daily walk home from work I was about half a mile away from my house when this car full of dudes pulled up next to me and rolled down the windows. They asked me if I knew where the basketball center was, which was a weird fucking question for it being almost 1 in the morning, but it seemed innocuous enough, so as I started to explain, they further rolled down their windows, started laughing and then proceeded to throw maybe five or six eggs at me then speed away into a nearby parking lot. I sort of laughed because all of them missed me (which I don't know how that's possible since the idiots were something like 6 feet away from me, but whatever) and I figured that was the end of it and I'd just have a funny story for my roommates. Not the case. They pulled into the parking lot, then parked. Three of them got out and secretly tried to follow me. One of them on one side of the street and two on the side of the street I'd moved to (which isn't accessible to cars after another twenty feet, which I figured would benefit my getting away from these dudes). Anyway, I started to divert from my plan and start walking up another street in my neighborhood, when I hear them running up behind me. I yell, "What the fuck is your problem?!" and they continue to throw eggs at me as they chase me and laugh. I can run really fast, so I got away no problem, even with my backpack on. By the way, every single egg they threw, missed me.
Anyway. I went home, grabbed my metal baseball bat, changed into darker clothes, roamed the neighborhood for a few minutes, talked to a police officer that I approached since it was clear that he had stopped and backed up to see what I was doing because I'm sure to a cop I looked suspicious as fuck. Nothing else happened. I went home, made myself dinner and then had some crazy dreams and slept for almost 12 hours. I'm safe, but I was raised to not take shit from anyone, so to be honest I'm kind of disappointed I didn't get to beat the hell out of these dudes. It's probably good I didn't see them again though. I would've gotten blind rage, I may have seriously injured someone and I'd probably be similarly dealt with, in the hospital.
tl;dr Egg-wielding 20-somethings can't throw for shit and my roommates' assumptions that I'm full of shit have disappeared.
What a bunch of punks. Glad none of the eggs hit you.
During my daily walk home from work I was about half a mile away from my house when this car full of dudes pulled up next to me and rolled down the windows. They asked me if I knew where the basketball center was, which was a weird fucking question for it being almost 1 in the morning, but it seemed innocuous enough, so as I started to explain, they further rolled down their windows, started laughing and then proceeded to throw maybe five or six eggs at me then speed away into a nearby parking lot. I sort of laughed because all of them missed me (which I don't know how that's possible since the idiots were something like 6 feet away from me, but whatever) and I figured that was the end of it and I'd just have a funny story for my roommates. Not the case. They pulled into the parking lot, then parked. Three of them got out and secretly tried to follow me. One of them on one side of the street and two on the side of the street I'd moved to (which isn't accessible to cars after another twenty feet, which I figured would benefit my getting away from these dudes). Anyway, I started to divert from my plan and start walking up another street in my neighborhood, when I hear them running up behind me. I yell, "What the fuck is your problem?!" and they continue to throw eggs at me as they chase me and laugh. I can run really fast, so I got away no problem, even with my backpack on. By the way, every single egg they threw, missed me.
Anyway. I went home, grabbed my metal baseball bat, changed into darker clothes, roamed the neighborhood for a few minutes, talked to a police officer that I approached since it was clear that he had stopped and backed up to see what I was doing because I'm sure to a cop I looked suspicious as fuck. Nothing else happened. I went home, made myself dinner and then had some crazy dreams and slept for almost 12 hours. I'm safe, but I was raised to not take shit from anyone, so to be honest I'm kind of disappointed I didn't get to beat the hell out of these dudes. It's probably good I didn't see them again though. I would've gotten blind rage, I may have seriously injured someone and I'd probably be similarly dealt with, in the hospital.
tl;dr Egg-wielding 20-somethings can't throw for shit and my roommates' assumptions that I'm full of shit have disappeared.
what the actual fuck?!?! i would have been so scared. people can be so shitty. glad you're ok!
Could do without the mindfuck that comes along with an ex hitting you up out of the blue after years of silence. Don't you hate my guts? Don't I resent yours? Wait, we just talked for a few hours calm, cool, n collected?
Could do without the mindfuck that comes along with an ex hitting you up out of the blue after years of silence. Don't you hate my guts? Don't I resent yours? Wait, we just talked for a few hours calm, cool, n collected?
During my daily walk home from work I was about half a mile away from my house when this car full of dudes pulled up next to me and rolled down the windows. They asked me if I knew where the basketball center was, which was a weird fucking question for it being almost 1 in the morning, but it seemed innocuous enough, so as I started to explain, they further rolled down their windows, started laughing and then proceeded to throw maybe five or six eggs at me then speed away into a nearby parking lot. I sort of laughed because all of them missed me (which I don't know how that's possible since the idiots were something like 6 feet away from me, but whatever) and I figured that was the end of it and I'd just have a funny story for my roommates. Not the case. They pulled into the parking lot, then parked. Three of them got out and secretly tried to follow me. One of them on one side of the street and two on the side of the street I'd moved to (which isn't accessible to cars after another twenty feet, which I figured would benefit my getting away from these dudes). Anyway, I started to divert from my plan and start walking up another street in my neighborhood, when I hear them running up behind me. I yell, "What the fuck is your problem?!" and they continue to throw eggs at me as they chase me and laugh. I can run really fast, so I got away no problem, even with my backpack on. By the way, every single egg they threw, missed me.
Anyway. I went home, grabbed my metal baseball bat, changed into darker clothes, roamed the neighborhood for a few minutes, talked to a police officer that I approached since it was clear that he had stopped and backed up to see what I was doing because I'm sure to a cop I looked suspicious as fuck. Nothing else happened. I went home, made myself dinner and then had some crazy dreams and slept for almost 12 hours. I'm safe, but I was raised to not take shit from anyone, so to be honest I'm kind of disappointed I didn't get to beat the hell out of these dudes. It's probably good I didn't see them again though. I would've gotten blind rage, I may have seriously injured someone and I'd probably be similarly dealt with, in the hospital.
tl;dr Egg-wielding 20-somethings can't throw for shit and my roommates' assumptions that I'm full of shit have disappeared.
yeezus, nico. call me if you need a damn ride somewhere. we don't need you going on a bat-beating rampage.
also. @bandeto you're the shit and you can do it!! life effing sucks sometimes, but you'll make it through. you can always show people your ass for cash for money if you need to. I would pay to see it again.