this is the story of how i met the second love of my life, jon foreman. it was my freshman year of college and myself along with four other girls and one brave boy piled into my sister's baretta to drive into the city to see switchfoot. we had heard the show was sold out (we didn't have tickets) so we were going extra early to be the first ones in line in case they had a few left at the door. the show was at 7pm, we were arriving at 2pm. we parked in a lot right next to the venue and as we're climbing out of the car we look across the lot and who should be climbing out of another car but jon foreman and co. i honestly think i may have wet my pants a little.
being the very uncool kids that we are we bum rushed them. as they were asking all of our names and found out that we didn't have tickets, hence the reason we were there so painfully early, they were like "no problem, we'll put you on the guest list." so they took down our names, waved and headed into the club for whatever pre-show rituals they may have.
so we got in line. and waited. and watched them put up a sign in the window that said "sold out - don't even ask". and got nervous that maybe switchfoot had forgotten to tell them about us. and waited some more. and finally the doors opened, moment of truth. we went to the guest list area and they had remembered!!! there we were being ushered into the venue like we were something special and we didn't have to pay a dime.
the show was incredible,jon even pointed and waved at us standing in the front row, my heart melted when they sang learning to breathe. since we hadn't had to pay for tickets we all bought copious amounts of merch and got into the autograph line, they remembered all of our names and thanked us for coming. such stellar guys.
that (among many other reasons) is why this girl will never call switchfoot a sell-out.
xo
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