TIFU by taking edibles before a Peter Frampton concert.

Obligatory "this wasn't today", but rather some years ago.

Also, I would like to preface this story by acknowledging I was certainly disrespectful/rude during most of the situation. I've grown up quite a bit since and wouldn't act this way today.

Useful context: Was 17 at the time. Second time ever making/trying marijuana edibles (slightly experienced smoker at the time). Was with two other friends.

Story: My best friend, who we'll call "Brady", has a super cool mom who works for the city I live in, and has many great connections/friends to people. One of her connections is to a woman who runs the Performing Arts Center in my town. (I come from a rather dumpy town, but we're somehow blessed to have a Performing Arts Center that cost millions and millions of dollars. Many famous artists and performers are here year round just to play in the facility.) This "connection" offers my friend's mom three FREE, second row tickets to the Peter Frampton concert that was coming up the next weekend.

Brady relays this information to me and my other friend (we'll call him Carl) mid-week, and I accept, of course. With knowing my parents will be gone the entire weekend, I invent an "awesome" idea that will enhance our Peter Frampton experience. We'll make marijuana edibles before the concert!... What an awful idea.

It's Saturday evening, the day of the concert, and I'm preparing the edibles. (I made firecrackers. Graham crackers, peanut butter, and cannabis). In my ignorance, I decided to "eye" how much marijuana I put on them, instead of weighing.

My two friends (Brady and Carl) show up right as the edibles are finished baking. We ingest the edibles and have an hour and a half until the concert. An hour passes, and.... nothing. None of us even feel slightly high. We have great doubts that these edibles are even going to work and are greatly disappointed thus far. Regardless, we decided to head to the concert a bit early anyhow and all agree that it will be an awesome experience whether we're intoxicated or not.

Rolling up to the Performing Arts Center, I remember noting to my friends that I felt a little "loopy" and it's good that we decided to leave early in case they actually do "kick in." Both of my friends note the same feeling. It should have been a clear eye opener that the edibles were starting to work when I realized how paranoid I was standing in the lobby of the Arts Center with so many people around. I guess I chalked this up to the "normal" anxiety I experienced daily with/without drugs. But, upon telling my friends I felt this way they responded by saying they felt a little paranoid too.

The concert was about to start, and we decided to go in and sit down. The timing of this next experience is not exaggerated, and it still blows my mind by just how "perfect(?)" the timing of this was. Right as I walked into the performance room, I felt like I had suddenly been hit with some sort of tranquilizer. My legs went numb, I couldn't see straight, I could hardly even form coherent sentences, and the paranoia suddenly turned into EXTREME euphoria. I glance at Carl, and he has a giant smirk across his face. I hear Brady behind me chuckling softly for no reason... A+, these edibles are better than anything I could have ever expected.

Upon sitting down, I suddenly noticed that every single thing going on around me was absolutely hilarious for no reason. People just having regular chit-chat? Fucking hilarious. People laughing with other people? Fucking hilarious. The fact that I was about to see Peter Frampton live? Fucking hilarious.

Peter Frampton enters onto the stage and a loud audience screams and claps their hands. I'm having the time of my life. Peter Frampton begins to talk as the crowd dies down and Brady suddenly starts to crack jokes. I've always had a problem with the giggles, especially in middle school. I would get kicked out of class because people would purposefully try to make me laugh, and I wouldn't be able to help myself. Anyhow, I'm secretly dying of laughter while Peter Frampton speaks. Suddenly and without warning, I immediately begin to hallucinate that Peter Frampton was just a hologram. I swear I probably sat there forever just in awe by this "technology" that was presented in front of me. (Obviously, it wasn't actually a hologram. Peter Frampton was actually about 15-20 feet in front of me.) I excitedly but quietly told my friend about how Frampton was a hologram, and his face suddenly changes as he REALIZES THE SAME THING. We're both shitting ourselves by how cool this fucking hologram is. It's.... It's so REAL looking!

Over the next 40 minutes, Brady continued to crack jokes, albeit, rather softly spoken, but still a bit too loud. During these 40 minutes, I can recall a voice in the back of my head reminding me that we're maybe being a bit too loud. I was so high that I couldn't even explain to my friend that we were being too loud. While trying to explain it, I realized once again that I was being way too loud, and I think people around us were starting to get angry, maybe? ONCE AGAIN, my mind couldn't even grasp on to the simple concepts of respect and I continued to talk/laugh at a volume that was right above "permittable" for the situation.

It should be noted that there was an empty seat to the right of me. Brady suddenly leans over and whispers in my ear, "You want to know why I reserved that seat to the right of you?" I giggled and asked, "why?" To which he comes back with the most immature response of, "So I had room for my huge fuckin' dick." This obviously isn't grade A comedy, but in my state of mind, I couldn't contain the laughter that was about to erupt. I let out a loud, albeit, rather short squeal that permeates the entire room.

Peter Fucking Frampton stops talking for a moment and looks in our general direction, but then continues speaking. I suddenly felt the paranoia again as I noticed all eyes on me. I whisper to Brady and Carl that we need to shut the fuck up. Though I don't remember exactly what was said due to the high tense situation, Brady cracks another zinger and I struggle to contain the laughter once again. While I was laughing, I knew we needed to leave. I knew we were being too loud. I knew we were being disrespectful and robbing others of their enjoyment of Peter Frampton. Yet, I was too paranoid to get up and walk out with my two teenage friends in front of thousands of people.

Finally, some guy sitting directly in front of us turns around and says, "LISTEN YOU LITTLE FUCKERS. I DIDN'T COME TO THIS FUCKING CONCERT TO LISTEN TO YOU LITTLE FUCKERS TO LAUGH AND GIGGLE THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME."

Cutting the story short, I derived another "great" idea that I should act like I'm having a coughing fit as an "excuse" to exit the room. (What a fucking awful and loud way to say "We're leaving!"....)

Coughing fit ensues and Brady, Carl, and I exit the room. As soon as we closed the doors behind us, we all three erupted into the greatest laughter that I've ever experienced. We were being so loud that we exited the building and fell to the pavement laughing our asses off. We walked to the nearest fast food restaurant and camped out there for awhile until our other friend picked us up as we were all too intoxicated to drive and knew it.

Once again, I do realize how disrespectful we were during this situation. The combination of marijuana and being 17 (which is not a good excuse) inhibited my ability to recognize this idea.

Also, Peter, if you ever read this, I'm very sorry for disrupting your concert. I would like to watch you again, but definitely sober this time.

Ironically, this wasn't my first time having a crazy experience on edibles. Though it was only my second time ingesting edibles, the first time was much more hectic and yielded stronger consequences. Here's the link to my first edible experience (Wrote that one years ago. Hard to follow as I had slept 3 hours the night before writing it): https://www.reddit.com/r/tifu/comments/3ctkz9/tifu_by_making_pot_brownies/

I've since then quit taking marijuana edibles.

TL;DR: Took edibles before Peter Frampton concert, got way too high, hallucinated Frampton was a hallogram, laughed too loud, made Frampton pause during his talking, left halfway through the show, was a disrespectful asshole.