For my 10th birthday, my sister got me tickets to see my favorite band, Smash Mouth, at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium in San Francisco.
So my dad drove me and my two best friends, John and David, two hours to the city to see them play "Allstar" live.
My dad and David, neither of whom gave a crap about Smash Mouth, stayed up in the balcony the whole time while John and I went crazy in the FRONT ROW.
After a great set of lesser hits, the band left the stage ... without playing "Allstar."
John and I were devastated.
We trudged back up to the balcony to find David sleeping in his chair.