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The worst time I ever had at a wrestling show was last Summer with WWE.
>Going through a lot of personal shit, just want to take a small trip and check out for half a day
>WWE is coming to town
>I don't watch anymore but Cody, KO, Nakamura, Gunther, and Devitt are going to be there, I like all of them
>Drive is about an hour, I crank AC and listen to Deftones the whole way. Comfy
>I get there and find my seat. I paid like $100 for a good seat.
>It's WAY too packed. I'm being squashed by people on both sides. My autism will not allow this
>Fuck it, I'll just move up one more section. It's not sold out, no one will give a shit
>Ask old lady usher if its okay, she says yes
>I move and I am surrounded by literal children on all sides. Elementary school age squeakers. Screaming in my ears at the top of their lungs. My autism will not allow this.
>Somehow I picked the worst possible spot and a strobe light from WWE's lighting rig hits me right in the eyes constantly. My autism will not allow this.
>I'm starting to see things moving in slow motion. I know this feeling. I'm going to have a panic attack
>nice old usher lady somehow notices me and knows the autism look on my face
>comes over and whispers into my ear that I can move to the upper level even though its tarped
>I sit in the nosebleeds by myself watching the rest of the show
>I contemplate how this is an allegory for my entire life.
>Mainevent time
>Seth Rollins comes out looking like a homosexual and stands in the ring for literally 5 minutes wanting the fans to sing his song. My autism will not allow this
>I leave the show early
>I get stuck in an elevator with literal trannies before I get to my car
That old lady was a saint though
