Last April I bought two tickets to the Metallica concert in Sacramento.It was on a Tuesday.It’s a two hour drive from the town I live in,so I burned two vacation days for Tuesday and Wednesday.There was no way I was driving back that late and going to work the next day.I planned on taking a buddy of mine,but my wife said she wanted to go.
I asked her, “Are you sure? This is going to be hardcore.Not the 3 or 4 hits you hear on the radio.” She said she wanted to go.So we reserved a hotel room close to Arco Arena and thought nothing more about it.A week before the concert she says I’m right and she doesn’t want to go.So now I’m scrambling to find someone to go with me.No one can get the time off on such short notice.
The Saturday before the concert,I went to get a haircut.My cousin cuts my hair.She’s 25 years old,I’m 35,but our taste in music is similar.When I told her my situation,she said “Let me change some appointments around, and I’ll go with you.” Now let me tell you,my cousin is beautiful.I’ve had several sexual dreams about her.Sometimes I find myself thinking what it would be like to be with her.
When we get to the hotel to check in, the woman at the counter says, “Alright,room with one king size bed.” Oh shit I didn’t even think about that. I asked, “Can we switch that to a room with two bed?” After she checked she said,”Sorry there are no other rooms available.We are booked solid because of the concert.” My cousin said “It’s not a big deal.”