A story about Madonna
My sister and I went to her Reinvention Tour, and had the crappiest seating. While I started to complain about it, An usher was walking by and says, “Sir you don’t look comfortable there, why don’t you and your friends take these tickets and go down to the floor in that box over there. After I grabbed the tix from his hand we jumped up and ran down the stairs, at the top of the arena, down to the floor 20 feet from the stage. It was so cool, we could see everything. At one point, I could swear, she looked directly at us.
