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| - Last night my family and I went to the Grandstand show. Unfortuently we received duplicate tickets some how. The woman who had to deal with the situation ended up moving us to the Clubhouse, an air conditioned area, which we were willing to take, she also offered us an extra ticket. So I got on the phone to invite my boyfriend. They said they would put his name on the guest list and we would have no problems.
I ordered an 8.5 Stampede Caesar, and wondered if there was any alcohol in it. I sent it back, and they brought me another without any alcohol in it. What a rip off!
When he arrived he had difficulty getting into the show. There was no one at the ticket office, which is where this woman explained where he could get the ticket. I asked a around the restaurant, the women working had no clue, totally ignorant and did not want to help, but instead sit on their butts and eat, and we were missing Paul Brandt! Then I asked multiple people wearing red shirts where to find the ticket office, and they had no idea. I was running around the place like a mad woman, just trying to get my boyfriend in so we could enjoy the show.
I finally met Crystal the young girl in charge of letting people in. I asked her why I would have to come down and verify someone on the guest list. This is the most absurd thing I have ever heard. There was a ticket waiting for him with his name on it. This totally defeats the purpose of a guest list!! He had his ID. He should just be able to use it! I'm lucky my phone didn't die! After asking about it the girl gave me nothing but pure attitude.
We had to leave the clubhouse to watch the fireworks. The standing area in front of a bunch of kids, which smelled like puke! TERRIBLE!
The best part of the whole grandstand show was the Chinese acrobats! which totally puts the Young Canadians to shame!
Also, there was no Bud Light on two separate occasions. They either ran out or it was warm. The club house was also out of Rolling Rock.
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