Now, to be fair to him, he did email me a list of possible shows but I was busy working away and never saw the message until after he had gone ahead and booked it, based on the desires of the other people coming too. In fact having been to a few gigs with him in the past, I had assumed that it was just the two of us going to see something and since the last gig had been comedy I also assumed (yes this word is fast becoming over-used) that we were going to something funny.
So on Tuesday I travelled through to Edinburgh to see four different shows. He had sent me a list of what they were but I hadn't done any research to see what they involved. And for some reason was still thinking it was going to be comedy. So four of us fought our way through the crowds from Waverley station to the venue, and took our seats where I discovered that the subject of the 'Julie Madly Deeply' title was in fact Julie Andrews and that the whole 65 minutes was a celebration of her life and music. Now, I'm not anti-musicals but neither would I call myself a huge fan. And my only knowledge of the heroine was a vague picture in my head of having seen the poster advertising the Sound of Music and I could recognise a couple of the tunes from the film. I've never actually watched any of her films though. This was a distinct disadvantage which left me somewhat unentertained for about 64½ minutes. Now don't get me wrong, for the right person it was probably a great show (certainly judging by the gusto with which the singalong was entered into by my fellow ticket-buyers) and Sarah-Louise Young can certainly sing well. But it was not for me. And as a first foray to the Fringe Festival it was somewhat underwhelming.
Now, who to blame? Who to vent my frustration on? One of the guys I was with was really glad he had gone - it had been one of his first choice shows from the original list. Not his fault. My mate had encouraged me to join the group and bought the tickets. Not his fault either. It was obviously my own stupid fault, which I did eventually realise. I made many assumptions beforehand and did nothing to check the truth of any of them. If I had done some homework I could have easily turned up for the start of the second of the shows instead. But no, I assumed that it was a group of like-minded people who would all be going to the sort of event that I would really enjoy, so I only had myself to blame.
How often though do we make assumptions about things that are maybe more important and then when the world turns out to be different we want to blame someone else for misleading us when in fact we need to turn the spotlight on ourselves. Taking a little more care in our thinking and gathering all the relevant information can help us avoid similarly frustrating situations. I teach it to others but maybe sometimes I need to listen to my own counsel.
So I've learned a lesson. And thankfully the last couple of shows were really good (John Gordillo and Craig Campbell for reference)