|Cashier, barista, dog and/or house sitter. Yup,|
there's nothing you can't do with a degree
in theatre. Except maybe work in a theatre...
|"Yes, the final one...until I need to|
reno my kitchen. Then, who knows?"
Of course that's not the face value of the ticket because while Potter fans can be just as batshit crazy as Trekkies or Bronies, and sometimes even play a real-life version of Quidditch with actual brooms between their legs, they're not made of Galleons.
|Wait a minute, physical activity? Outdoors?|
And the sure these are fans of fantasy novels?
|Get your mind out of the gutter...I'm|
kidding, you know exactly what I meant.
|Donate to PBS: it's a great, tax|
deductible way to let everyone
know you're better than them.
|"Sorry kid, your ticket's no good. |
But on up-side you now stand a better
chance of reaching adulthood."
-Willy Wonka, deleted scene
Yeah, yeah, the concept of scarcity is at the heart of our free market system. I get it. Still, it just seems wrong that instead of your money going to the artists, performers, technicians and staff of the theatre that actually create a show, it's going to some asshole who bought up a bunch of tickets so they can re-sell them. In fact, they're probably doing better on a single performance than anyone actually working on it and in addition to just plain sucking, it's also kind of killing theatre.