How Adele Ruined the Holiday Spirit

This is a true story about the journey myself and countless other Chicagoans endured the day Adele tickets went on sale for her run of shows at the United Center.

12/16/2015, 9:24 a.m.

I commented to my co-worker one morning, “Hey man, this may sound like a lame excuse, but I need to be by my computer at 10 a.m. tomorrow to try to get Adele tickets for my mom for Christmas. They go on sale tomorrow at 10 a.m., and those bad boys are going to sell like hotcakes.”

Yes. That’s right. In the name of attempting to score my mom Adele tickets to one of three shows scheduled at the United Center in July 2016, I cancelled a work meeting. Didn’t hesitate at all. No 30 minute check-in was going to stand in my way of getting my mother a highly coveted pair of tickets to see the booming, thundering, earth-shattering Adele. Or so I thought…

12/17/2015, 9:30 a.m.

I am at my computer. Locked and loaded. Ticketmaster account created. Ticket destination firmly planted in front of me. Wallet on my desk. Countdown to tickets: 30 minutes.

As I get in the “Adele Zone” (don’t ask), I start hearing some buzzing; many of my co-workers are getting in the same zone. The girl sitting in front of me has two laptop screens ready for ticket purchase. For the next what seemed like an eternity, all anybody can talk about is Adele. And getting tickets. And how it would be a “Christmas miracle” if they were to score a pair.

The world stood still on account of Adele. And this was the same day Star Wars opened, which is really saying something. No talk of light-sabers or Obi Wan, only about Adele: the tearjerker, who makes people cry with her heavenly voice.

12/17/2015, 10:00 a.m.

The big moment. Tickets go on sale. I strategize and go for the Sunday show (as opposed to the Monday or Wednesday show.) I immediately get put in line for tickets. Wait time: 1 hour. Do I multi-task and get some work done while I’m waiting? Do I risk opening up another browser, another tab? The stress was really getting to me; I was starting to sweat.

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I notice “Adele Two-Screen” – the girl who sits in front of me – is giving a phone interview as she is waiting, and somehow manages to mute the phone interview (in-progress) to give me updates on her wait time. It’s amazing what people can accomplish in the name of Adele.

12/17/2015, 10:15 a.m.

Tickets completely sold out. All shows. Adele Two-Screen, myself, and many other of my co-workers were empty-handed. Dreams of the perfect holiday gift were completely broken. The constant chatter and hope became silence and heartbreak. Adele was making people cry for reasons other than her voice on 12/17/2015.

12/17/2015 11:30 a.m.

I wasn’t going to give up. No tickets through Ticketmaster? No problem. I went on to Craigslist to see how things were looking. As evidenced by one of the posts I discovered (see below), it was apparent things were definitely not looking good.

Congratulations, Adele, you have completely ruined the holiday spirit for many Chicagoans.

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