A couple of weekends ago, I had diddly to do on Saturday. The only plans on the table were to go watch "The Campaign (not worth it & they both die in the end. jk)." Then, I received a text from the boss woman, saying she had a pair of tickets to a craft beer event. She was unable to go and offered them to me. Sold!
The event was taking place in a swap meet. "Say What?!" Who knew, right? Anyway, free is free and I had...
...VIP passes. Woop Woop! The tickets came with a leaflet that said I'd get free admission and five 7 ounce pours from any beer I wanted. After that, I figured I could get beer at a reduced price or some other perk.
Well, as it turns out, my tickets were bunk. All they were good for was the price of admission. Waah-waaah. What about the VIP on the tickets, I asked?? I was told, since I didn't purchase them, they were just complimentary tickets to enter the event. What?? Why would I go to the damn swap meet to pay $7 for an underwhelming beer selection? Ya, some of the breweries there were good, but they all brought the lightest stuff. Anyway, I felt duped. I grabbed a Columbus IPA from Hangar 24 and Lilly opted for cider. I wanted to finish my beer and scram. This blew.
Why would anyone pay $25 for five 7 ounce pours? That's $25 for a little over 2 pints! You can go to any good bar and get a better deal. This was absurd. I was outta there.
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