We went on a date to see Shrek the Musical last night, what a good time.  Good old Travelzoo, we paid $32 instead of $59.  I don’t get money for giving you this, but since I like you, here’s the link to get their weekly e-mail (which I love): Travelzoo.

After eating, we headed to Bass Concert hall and got our tickets at Will Call, then headed up to find our seats.  And up.  And up.  And up.  I’m not joking, our seats were literally on the last possible row in the highest possible section of the hall.  We were good sports about it, so we sat down to joke about it and the arm rest broke.  So now there are two uncomfortable pieces of metal sticking out of the arm rest between us.

I took the arm rest to an usher, she found the stage manager, and they told us to move somewhere else and if we needed they’d call the box office to see where some available seats were.  So we ended up in probably the second-best seats in the hall (the first-best are on a lower balcony).

What a steal.