So last Saturday I took this 14 year old girl out. I asked her parents the night before if I could take her out. They were ok with it. She has been like my little sister since she was 3. I took her to the Buzz Bake Sale, her first concert.
There was like 6 of us that went to the show. When we showed up tickets were sold out and I had no idea what to do. Then I saw some Mexican with a garbage can walk through the gates and nobody paid him mind. Granted he work there and had on one of those fancy yellow shirts but I thought it would be a cool idea to roll a garbage can through the gate. So I grabbed one and started to walk towards the gate. My friend Anthony followed me with a garbage can. The Mexican working the gate just let us through. We set the cans down and darted. I called my friends and told them to try to buy tickets and I would meet them in about an hour. I had to go watch Siversun Pickups.
After some time they all got tickets for free except for one and we just paid 30 bucks for that ticket. At the end of the night my ride left us and we are about an hour and a half drive from home. Run into some friends of the 14 year old and they said they would take us home. When they started to leave we lost them in the crowd of people. So we are outside the gate with no ride and no way of getting back into the show. I call a friend and she said she would come pick us up but it would be about an hour till she can come. So we are stuck outside and have to wait. After ten minutes I'm like fuck this. We walk to the start of the big hill the venue is at and we dart up it. 50ft later people down below are screaming at us to come back. 150 ft later we are at a 15 foot fence. 90 seconds later we are in the crowd.
I was a bad influence on this 14 year old girl but she had the time of her life and I'm to thank for that. GOOD TIMES