Day 12

It doesn't matter how many times you tell me that you had rung the store this morning and reserved two tickets with that grumpy attitude of yours, that won't make the whole process any faster I'm afraid. When our computers are powered by bad attitude and frustration rather than crappy processors from 1965, 2x16mb RAM, 14.4kbps dial up modems and an achey-breaky printer that nobody can print from I will let you know since I have your number now. You can't even reserve bloody event tickets you idiot.