I Can Make All Your Stadiums Rock!

*names have been changed*

Frankie, the guy who orders our supplies at work is a frat boy who is approximately 18 years old and likes beer. He came by my desk today.

Frankie: You’ll never guess what I’m doing tonight…
Me: ??
Frankie: Going to see Air Supply. At the River Rock Casino in Richmond.
Me: !!
Frankie: Yeah, because of that Saturday Night Live sketch? With the Air Supply?
Me: ??
Frankie: Anyway – me and my buddies. Just 4 guys, going to see Air Supply. Us and a bunch of old people. We’re going to be so WASTED.
Me: You’ll be tranquilized by the end of it…
Frankie: And we only know the one song (sings): I’m all out of love…
Me: Oh but you are also going to hear (sings): Making love! Out of nothing at all! [hushed]making love [shrieking] outofnothingatall!!!
Frankie: Holy crap – that’s Air Supply?
Me: Yep. Bet you thought it was Meatloaf
Him: Yeah! Totally!
Me: Jim Steinman has a distinctive production sound
Frankie: Holy crap! It’s gonna be a great show! I love that song!
Me: Nobody says it like Air Supply says it. Don’t ask me how I know that.
Me: Hey I should go
Me: And then we could stay at the casino overnight…do they have a hotel?
Co-worker A: (types into google) …Yep
Me: …and go to the airport in the morning! wow! total payback for the time Saint Aardvark told me we were going to a show and took me to Pocahontas on Ice.
Frankie: ouch
Me: Yes. Disney and Ice Capades.
Frankie: Was he being serious or…
Me: No, he was being an ass.
Me: That’s totally what I’m going to do
Me: I think I’ll get tickets – how much could they be? $10?
Frankie: I don’t know – my buddy bought us our tickets
Me: (checking online ticket provider) Holy crap! $54 to see Air Supply!
Co-worker A: Go on, do it.
Me: No way! I’ll find a midi. That’ll do.