21st Century Communication

So, you'll remember my moaning about the ridiculous ticket fees in this post.

Well ... to make a really long story short, Himself and I had a terrible bout of miscommunication, and I ended up purchasing the tickets. When I called to tell him, he said "I thought we agreed $95 wasn't worth paying to see anybody." Um, yes, we did, but then I thought he really, really wanted to go - and, well, I'm a sucker for doing things for others.

So I had two tickets, a horrible virus of some sort and a husband who really didn't care to go and a $95 charge I really can't afford.

What to do.

This morning, I pulled up Craigslist, typed a short advert regarding my need to get rid of my tickets for tonight's concert and said, "if you inquire this morning, I will be in a meeting - please text me."

I got rid of the tickets an hour ago - after a day-long conversation via text with someone named Dustin. We will meet him at will call to pick up/give away/receive payment for our tickets.

I've never actually spoken to him, but I know that he really wanted to go, had to ask his wife if she wanted to/could go and had to make arrangements to meet.

I love the 21st Century. Especially since my rabid sore throat makes talking out loud an incredible challenge at the moment.