2001, I wait in line at Ticketmaster to get tickets to their Portland show, and get lucky enough to have the FIRST number from the lottery. When the Ticketmaster windows open, I'm the only one at that Ticketmaster location to get general admission tickets, and I'm estatic. Other fans congratulating me, etc. I'm flying high as a kite....
Then, I call my girlfriend to tell her the good news, and she tells me that my birthday present that year was getting to see U2 from her rich dad's luxury box. I can tell right away that she's really excited about this, thinking that the luxury box offers the best views, and try as I may to explain that I already have the best tickets available (GAs), it doesn't work. Now she's even implying that I'm ungrateful for the effort she went through.
Sadly, I decided to sell the GA tickets to my brother, who got inside the Heart and got to shake Bono's hand during one song, and I got stuck in a luxury box which was in the back of the area and needed binoculars to see anything. javascript:smiley('

Anyone else have stories like this? I should start a support group.
P.S. - I broke up with her two months later.