Got a phone call yesterday from a guy I know. Hey, want to see the Neville Brothers at Park West? Wow, sure.
Okay, tickets go on sale tomorrow at 10:00. Go buy around six.
Anything else you want -- a new car, summer home?
P.S. Turns out my friend, whom I've known since high school, had to work, so he wanted me to get the tickets before the show was sold out. Yes, he'll pay me back. But when he called, it sure didn't sound that way.