Not really a story about me scalping, but entertaining nonetheless.
A bunch of years back, when Weezer were making their comeback (but hadn't released the Green Album yet), they were playing a cheap show at AU. For some reason, a few friends and I slept on getting tickets (cue snarky Rhett comment
), and it sold out.
We showed up at AU anyway, hoping to buy tickets. The first (and only) person we talked to said she had two tickets for sale, and asked how much money I had on me. I asked how much they were, and she repeated "Well , how much do you have on you?" We pretty much told her to fuck off and went lookign for other tickets.
After a while, no one was selling for face value, so we were about to leave. I decided, just for shits and giggles, to walk up to the will call window and ask for my tickets. If nothing else, I figured pretending to be pissed that we didn't have our tickets would be funny.
As soon as I asked, the woman walked away to look, and after five minutes, called me into the office. I was a little worried she was busting me, but when I walked in, they handed me three vouchers for admittance to the show.
I gave them my credit card number, but they never charged it. Pretty good show too...this was back when they still played songs from Pinkerton.