Oh, yeah, it is so on!
As some of you know, I went to the RSC yesterday to secure a ticket for HAMLET. I got there two minutes after the box office opened, thinking any sooner would just be silly, because who would be waiting in line for the mere 25 tickets they give out each day for that nights performance?
Um, well, I must admit, I am not usually wrong about things....
But by the time I arrived there was a line nearly out the door.
I decided to hoof it home and try again today.
Today -- got there 20 minutes before the box office opened. The line to get tickets for tonight was even longer than it was yesterday, going out the door and around the corner. I stood, thinking there may be some hope. But no. With about seven people in front of me, the manager came out to say that all tickets for today had been sold, but, if we cared to, we could stay and sometime throughout the day there may be a posting for returns.
Returns?
Yeah, somehow I don't think that is very likely. And by the way the man said it, he shared the same thought. People were pissed though. Many of them tourists, only in town for the day. The manager looked scared; he probably had images of being clobbered and ending up in a bin behind the theatre. I left before the blood-shed commenced.
So, peeps, it is on! Tomorrow -- 9:00 am, an hour before the box office opens, I will be there, with frickin bells on. And a big, warm coat.
And a book.
And maybe some hot chocolate.
Mmmm. hot chocolate.
