So we get to the front and the girl gets my jacket, Heidi’s coat… Heidi’s coat… and then there’s a pause. She begins to help the next person and as a side note asks us to “wait a sec.” Theres a little elf in my head clanging a large cymbal so it’s kind of hard to get a bearing on the events. “Um, why are we standing here?” classsshhh classssshhh classssshhh.

“Cause I *deleted word* up.” Oh. OK. The elf won’t quit. I’m trying to piece together the facts… and, GOT IT. She’s having trouble finding the coat and doesn’t want to draw attention. 20 people get served their items. We can’t hold on much longer.

Finally the line is beginning to thin and she explains that a gaggle of drunk women came down 45 minutes before- sans ticket- and described a coat like Heidi’s and she gave it to them. Hmmmm. Seems the ticket system broke down somewhere… but where? Let’s see what happened next…

Person in front of me: Here’s my ticket, but I need my boyfirend’s sweatshirt too.
Coatcheck Girl: I’ll need the ticket.
Person: (perturbed) Ugh. It’s like right near it.
Coatcheck Girl: (blank stare)
Person: It’s the dark one.
(side note: It’s an underground sort of club. She just described every single item)
Coatcheck Girl: Um..
Jason: (from the side of his mouth) don’t do it.
(we all laugh. that freakin elf must be having a seizure cause i can’t hear anything)
Person: Ugggh. Just get it- it’s a dark jacket.
(it transformed?)
Coatcheck Girl: OK. Here.
(yes. right in front of us. she did it again right in front of us. even the elf is stunned. he’s back at it pretty quick tho.)