Take my wife, no please, take her…

Today (and much of yesterday for that matter) I have been spending far too much time hitting “refresh” on the tickets-for-sale page of the aussie-in-London listings website gumtree, in a vain attempt to get myself a last-minute ticket for tonight’s Powderfinger gig at Shepherd’s Bush Empire. (Entirely my own fault, of course, since I passed up a number of opportunities to (a) buy one when they weren’t sold out or (b) grab one of the ones my friends picked up, but it was only at the weekend that I decided that I actually wanted to go after all).

While looking through the site, though, I was highly amused to read this posting:

“Radiohead – Dublin 4th December Free Ticket!!!

So if anyone wants to come over and see the gig with my girlfriend then please mail me, you will obviously have to pay your own travel and accommodation but the ticket is free. Let me know if your interested.”

What kind of a relationship do these people have that he would rather drink on his own (while some random stranger off the interwebnet takes his girlfriend to a gig by the band she loves) than suffer the indignity of having to listen to an hour or so of Thom Yorke? Would you put up with this if your partner did it to you?

I notice he says that “we are both planning to go to Dublin”, but that “my plan is for her to go…”. Do you think she even knows about this?