Seven years ago in September PUP came to my town for a show the night before I was supposed to start a new job. I had fallen in love with their second album, most especially the punk assault that is "DVP" and really wanted to go see them. The show was on a Sunday night and if it had been a higher profile act my partner may have joined me, but as she is not a fan of punk she encouraged me to find someone else to go along to the show. Unfortunately, that didn't happen, so I decided at the last minute to go to the show solo. I figured, "PUP isn't that huge, I'm sure I can get a ticket at the box office." Nope. I showed up to the venue and found out that yes, indeed, the show had sold out. Had I gone online I would have seen that, but I just assumed that it would not sell out. I stood there in line as the people in front of me were finding out that there were no tickets left; I lingered there for a moment when I heard someone say, "Mr. Diaz..." I ...