I am the dumbest U2 fan on the planet. Need proof? Here's my story.
Back in 2001 when U2 kicked off the second leg of their tour, the first stop was in my back yard: the University of Notre Dame. My wife worked for the ND athletic department at the time, and those staffers had access to tickets early. I find out about all this and I'm so excited I can hardly stand it! Then I look at the calendar and see that I have to teach a class at Indiana University South Bend that night. So I tell my wife to get a couple of tickets and go with a friend of ours. The ladies had a great time.
A few days later I'm grumbling about my bad luck to the program manager at IU South Bend. She's a big U2 fan herself (she was inside the heart at one of the shows in 2005 in Chicago). She said, in essence, "Ya dunce, you should have just canceled class. I would have."
The thought of canceling class had never even occurred to me.
And with that, I rest my case.