A few years back, when Weezer was just starting to make their come back, they played Bender Arena at AU for like $11. I waited too long for tickets, and it sold out. I decided to head the show anyway with three friends to see if we could pick some up outside before the show.
The first girl we talked to with extras asked us how much money we had. "How much are you asking?" I said. "I said how much money do you have on you." Needless to say, we passed.
After a while, we were no closer to getting tickets, so we were going to head home. Before leaving, I thought it would be funny to go up to the will call window and try to pick up non-existent tickets, and then raise a ruckus when they couldn't find my order.
After taking my name, the woman looked for tens minutes around the office, before indicating that she didn't have a record of the tickets and that I should step into the office. When I get inside, she handed me three student passes to get into the show, completely free. She did take my credit card number, and I would've been happy to pay the fees if necessary, but I never got charged.
I still wish I had run into that woman inside, just to rub it in her monkey face.