By the time you read this, I will know whether or not I have Adele tickets. And you might know whether or not you have Adele tickets. Or you’ll be getting ready to click on that button right at 10am wherever you are in North America to buy Adele tickets. Most of us will be disappointed. As of this writing, I don’t know yet whether or not I’ll be disappointed. But I’m bracing for it.
For the last 48 hours, my friends and I have been strategising. We were at dinner the other night planning out our online approach. We were on group text last night deciding who would try for which dates and how to increase our ordering speed while being FOMOed by people on Instagram who somehow got in through pre-sales.
When tickets went on sale last month for Europe, there was a LOT of heartbreak and anxiety. People cried. At the time I was like, pffft, why you crying?
Now I know. It’s STRESSFUL! And, remember, right now, at this moment, I have no idea what’s going to happen. I just know that I really, really want to go. Because doesn’t it feel like after this tour she’s going to disappear and go quiet for a decade?
Good luck to you wherever you are today. And good luck to me too.
Yours in gossip,