The last seat in the house

A couple of days ago, I got an auto-email from Vienna telling me of a concert that I desperately wanted to attend. Flying into the website without my seatbelt or nothing, I found that all the affordable tickets were long gone. In fact there was only one ticket left at the top price. See the green chair here? You fuckin' beauty, I thinks. We whips out the plastic and buys the ticket. Eureka. We checks the diary and find that we will be at a conference in Padova some kilometres away at the same time. Had either of them been one day apart ... I have to go through Vienna to get to Padova. I got a refund. Boo-hoo :-(