When I was in high school, a group of my friends decided to go see George Michael at Arco Arena in Sacramento. I was invited but had to decline, because Mom said no. I was too young, too far to go, blah, blah, blah. I was crushed. I was a huge George Michael fan and wanted to go sooooo badly. But nooooo…Mom wouldn’t let me go. Didn’t matter that I’d be going with the Student Body President, the answer was no.
Pout.
Now though…it seems as though I am getting my second chance, as CU and I have tickets to see him in July. This is sort of an extremely belated birthday present, since the tickets CU got for us to go see Billy Joel back in December never showed up. After fighting with PayPal for three months we did finally get our money back but nevertheless, I never got to see the concert.
It’s really sort of tragic in retrospect, that my first concert wound up being Bell Biv Devoe instead of George Michael.
April 9th, 2008 at 9:00 am
Funny. George Michael was my first concert. 1988, perhaps the same tour, but it was when I was in Australia.
I know, not very manly of me, but I had my reasons. I went with one other guy and five girls. I’ve been do dozens and dozens of concerts since, but I have to admit–it was still one of the best (maybe because it was my first).
God, who was the student body president then. I can’t remember. Becky?