Swifties were not the sort of fans who posted (a)   half-naked selfies.

Mrs. Troth thought Taylor Swift was an (a)   songwriter.  As an English teacher, she enjoyed the literary allusions in “Love Story,” “This is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things,” and “Wonderland.

Taylor Swift was a true musical (a)   , as she was claimed by an article in 2008 by the New Yorker for being “one of the biggest young stars in popular music.”

Mrs. Troth thought that hidden within the lyrics of Swift’s songs there was a (a)   for all of the world’s woes.  They just had to listen to her truly phenomenal music, and all their problems would melt away.

Mrs. Troth loved to integrate Swift’s songs into her lessons whenever she could.  Her students' analysis of the lyrics as poetry was a (a)   exercise that would only benefit their critical thinking skills.

Not being able to obtain a ticket to the Eras tour would have made Mrs.Troth (a)   .  She could just picture herself, shoulders slumped, sniffling as she sang, ‘“And I hate to make this all about me/ But who am I supposed to talk to?/ What am I supposed to do/ If there’s no you?”

Quickly, ticket prices began to (a)   by enormous proportions as the demand increased.  

A seat in the nosebleeds was $500. Some tickets had ballooned to the outrageous cost of $22,000. Many fans could not afford such a price, as attending the concert would leave them (a)   .

Many Swifties would (a)   that no price was too high for a chance to see their idol live. 

Although some fans were (a)   about whether or not to go to the Eras concert, Mrs. Troth was decisive.  She had to go! 

Mrs. Troth signed on to her Ticketmaster account to purchase her ticket, only to be met with a laggy, (a)   website.  She grew frustrated clicking on seats that seemed to be unavailable only an instant later, and data entry boxes that kept telling her there was an error with how she formatted her information. 

The whole experience had her feeling (a)   towards Ticketmaster, and she was even considering sending them a strongly worded, aggressive email.

While she was in the process of checking out she had to get out of her car, her laptop was stuck in the midst of the transaction.  The sky was (a)   with gray storm clouds.  Rain was pouring down.

She exited her car, racing toward her garage, the hood of her raincoat obscuring her vision as she hunched over her laptop to shield it from the downpour.  Her sprint to shelter was (a)   by the half-opened garage door.  Mrs. Troth slammed head-first into it at full speed.

A dazed Mrs. Troth had to (a)   herself from the pile of her belongings as she lay sprawled on her flooded driveway, her head pounding from her collision with the garage door. 

Far from being a lonesome (a)   , Mrs. Troth’s embarrassing moment was witnessed by her husband who had just arrived at their home a moment after her.

Mrs. Troth feared she had lost her place in the virtual ticketing queue, and frantically checked her laptop.  One could only describe Mrs. Troth’s roller coaster of emotions as (a)   .  Would the coveted tickets be hers?

When Ticketmaster crashed and the concert was declared sold out before the public could purchase a ticket, many Swifties were downright (a)   , leaving bitter tweets about monopolies.

Other Swifties were willing to do (a)   feats in order to obtain one of the rare tickets as contests for a chance to win a seat started to pop up online.  But Mrs. Troth was victorious!