So about a month ago my dad got Brennon Suns tickets. Well, ticket really, cause I didn't get to go. Brennon calls me, in a very sweet voice and proceeds to butter me up. I knew from about the moment he spoke that my dad had gotten him tickets. Honestly, I would have been perfectly fine with him going but he didn't even let me speak. This is kinda what the conversation went like-
B: How was your day sweetie? I missed you today. *sugary sweet voice
D: Yeah, I missed you too.... What did my dad get tickets to?
B: *a more pleading voice. The Suns game tonight, and I know we havent really seen eachother all week and you wanted to hang out tonight but can I go??? Please?
D: Me thinking-Am I really that controlling?
D: *Realizing the levrage I have. Ok.... I guess....
B: I'm gonna get you Haispray tickets since you are so amazing.
D: Ok, I think that would make up for it.
B: And I'll even go.
D: Wow you really want to go tonight, huh.
So anyways, he was gonna buy me tickets since I have been wanting to go forever. But luckily for him, my dad is the frekin ticketmaster and got tickets for us.
Well, we were told that we had 6 tickets so we invited Rachel and Nathaniel to come with us and then my sister and her friend were coming. Come to find out, we only have four. So, Brennon, being the self sacrificing man that he is, suggested that Rachel and I go and him and Nate would just find something else to do. What a hero.
So Brennon went and saw Cloverfield and was happy as can be.
The show was amazing and it worked out for both of us because then I could enjoy the show and not look over beside me and see rolling eyes.
Obviously, Rachel and I look like models in all these pictures...