Back when I was in college, my roomates and I were going to have a huge halloween party. We had already purchased all the kegs and other stuff for the party. Anyway, on our way back from picking up material for our costumes, I see on the marquee that Damage Plan was playing that night. I said, "Change of plans, boys", no one bites, even my gf at the time. So I went alone to watch, not but eight feet away, my favortie guitarist play. I went back to the party with my ears ringing and had a great night overall. Two months later, some asshole shots Dimebag in the head.
Biggest non-regret of my life, the others can't say the same. If you want to do something don't let some vague idea of a social stigma hold you back, you may not have that chance again.
