Second-worst, only to Brooklyn Vegan commenters: being assured by multiple parties (employer and club alike) that yes, I am on the guest list to see Paul F. Tompkins at the Triple Rock, then being told by the dude at the door that I am actually not on the guest list and that I won't get in for free even if I'm reviewing the show for the blog of the local alt-weekly I work at,
then discovering that I do not even have adequate cash to pay to get in.
