My eleven year old daughter is staying my parents in Bexleyheath. Get a call this afternoon “Dad can I come football with you and my brother tomorrow “?
No worries I think to myself…all I have to do is ring up the ticket office and get a ticket for my little princess, can’t be hard can it ???
Hanging on for twenty minutes I get to speak to a young lady in the ticket office. Want to buy a ticket for tomorrow’s game, I got my season ticket with the early bird offer (although I can claim my 20 % discount off on my pint until we play M’Combe next April). Have you got your code? Code what code? The one on your letter that we sent you with your season tickets, ah that one in which we have pulled the vouchers off…No I have chucked it, can’t have a ticket then, your code was on there.
I buy a ticket can’t be arsed. The good lady rings up, I put one of them letters on the side….back onto the ticket office, I now have a code, the one where you get a free ticket….can’t do it . You have to go online.
For the last two f******g hours I am trying to buy a poxy ten pound ticket and the code is invalid.
I knew it would be easy to get my little cherub a ticket
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I'll give you whatever.