When I graduated from college, I had a boyfriend with whom I was on again and off again for 3 years. At the time of my graduation we were off. However, we had tickets to the Rammstein concert in Denver which we had purchased many months before. We still planned on going together and giving our relationship another shot. Man, was that a stupid idea. So we drove to Denver from Iowa (where I’m from), and we even had sex while driving on the way over–things seemed to be going great.
The night of the concert I gave him a striptease and lap dance to Rammstein songs. Then we hit the bar before the show. As soon as we got to the arena, we downed a few more beers. Then we got to our seats (the first level above general admission on the floor) and drank some more as we awaited the performance. The show begins with pyrotechnics and crazy bass. A few songs in, I ditch my man and go down to the front row of the balcony for a better view.