If you've been anywhere around me for the past several years, you've probably heard me gushing over my boys, Straight No Chaser. Okay, okay, they're not MY boys, but...a girl can dream, can't she? I mean, they DO sing me to sleep every night and keep me entertained on long, boring days at work...
Well...I ACTUALLY GOT TO MEET THEM LAST NIGHT! And, unlike most celebrities I've met, I love them all even more!
Okay, okay, I'll back up a little. See, I heard that they were coming to town in December way back in July. I knew I really, really wanted to go. They've been around before, but one thing has always led to another, and I have never been able to go. I tried to request the day off of work, and it was a no-go, too many people already had it off. So, I didn't buy tickets.
When schedules came out at work, I had a full 8 hour day...great...ending at 11, when the concert starts at 7:30...even better. NO one ever wants to take a full 8 hour shift, let alone one that ends so late at night, so I knew I was going to be out of luck with the shift trade option. Nonetheless, I posted my shift anyway, keeping hope alive.
Days passed. Tickets kept selling. No one was picking up my shift.
I knew better than to buy tickets if I wasn't sure I'd be able to go, so I kept waiting. It killed me, knowing that all that was standing between me and seeing the group I adore was a few hours of work. People kept offering to take part of my shift, but I couldn't get the whole thing covered, so I had to keep turning them down. I considered calling in sick - I mean, SNC would be worth it, wouldn't they?
Three days ago, I resigned myself to not being able to go. I shed a few tears - yes, I did, I am not ashamed.
Two days ago, a miracle happened. I got a random request from a girl I never speak to. She wanted my whole shift. In disbelief, I asked if she was serious. She said yes. Still not willing to get my hopes up, I asked if she wanted the whole thing. She said yes.
I think my freak-out may have scared her.
I gave her my shift then got on the line to the roomie telling her to BUY TICKETS, NOW!!!
We got the last two seats in the house. All the way in the back of the second balcony. Last two seats on the end in the far corner. Literally. The last two seats.
...was that meant to be, or what?!?
The concert was absolutely amazing. I can't explain what it is about this group. For those that don't know, they're an a capella men's chorus that met about 15 years ago when they were all in college. They sang in college, then all parted and went their seperate ways and became bankers, lawyers, dads...you know the drill. About 3 years ago, someone leaked to youtube a video of them singing back in college. It was one of those "aw, remember us when?" things. The video went viral, I mean, everyone saw it. You probably did, too. And record companies started calling.
So now, 10 college guys have gotten back together in the ultimate "this only happens if fairy tales" kind of way, and they're on tour. I mean, BIG tours. They've got 3 albums out, had an extended run as headliners in Atlantic City, and have spend the past 6 months on tour in the US. Next week, they go to Europe.
I mean, isn't that almost enough for you to believe in miracles? And the thing is, they CAN SING. When you're a capella, there is NO faking it. You either have it, or you don't. And they...they definitely do.
And last night was my OWN little fairy tale. Not only did I get to go to the concert, but I got to MEET ALL OF THE GUYS after the show! It was absolutely wonderful, the most perfect night a girl could ask for.
Okay, now that I'm done publicly gushing all over my blog, I'm going to go to work. And listen to SNC. And smile.