a necessary reblog…
so the next venue has now gone tits up as well.
the stupid bitch i was talking to totally stitched me up.
after explaining from the very 1st email just how important it is that we have the space until 4pm on the saturday to allow us time to clean up etc. and try to scrape back some deposit, she emailed me yesterday saying:
"We have someone who will need the space the day after by 11am"
so yeah, back to the drawing board for venues.
i’m absolutely fuming.
usually i’m the one who fucks everything up, but somehow a sea of spastics seem to have gravitated towards me on this.
stay posted, it’s not forgotten.