dogslife

What do you call it when it occurs to you--for the first time, and weeks in advance--that attending a concert means standing in line which means having to overhear half a dozen perfectly idiotic conversations, at least one of which will be about the band you've paid $30 to see and will be so incredibly stupid that you'll remember parts of it during the show and lose precious, expensive seconds hating that person for having opened their mouth into the air around your ears, so you think maybe you don't really want to go see that band after all, because it's not cheap and you really can't fucking stand listening to people testifying to one another that not having half a goddamn clue about what they're talking about is no reason to shut the fuck up, so you elect not to buy the tickets?

I'm sure the Germans have a word for it.