Allow Me To Say, "ARGH"

I finally found out when tickets go on sale for the concert or concerts I want to go to in July.

I'm royally pissed off.

Why?

May 7th is a Saturday and I work Saturday mornings. I hate having to ask off work for something as trivial as getting tickets to a concert.

GRRRRRR!

But my sister also works on Saturday.

Ticketmaster and the casino have just officially told me to "Bend Over, Baby!" And that's before I even see the ticket prices, which I'm heartily frightened of. In which case they'll get to say "Bend Over, Baby!" again!

Why is it such a chore to get good seats to a concert?