I put a post up on the antsmarching.org message board about Jessica Kulig, the girl that broke my hand.
A moderator decided to take her name out of the post. I decided to put it back up. Here. And for good measure will likely post the rest of her outrageous emails also. Especially the one where she tells me I need to treat her with respect. That was my favorite. But that's for another day.
Here's the antsmarching post:
Hi everyone, I'm the girl that had her finger broken last year at Wrigley N1.
The girl that broke it is named Jessica Kulig and she is on here as JessJDK. She broke my hand, didn't say sorry, didn't try to get me any medical help, kept the pick and walked away.
I walked by the GA line the next day and she couldn't be troubled to come to say she was sorry.
I had to track her number down through other friends, and only then did she say she was sorry.
I had to have a plate, six screws, and a bone implant to fix the finger she broke. That was the first surgery. I had to have another surgery last December. I had physical therapy every day, and weekly checkups for five months. Out of work. (I teach software.)
Jessica, at first, offered to help pay my bills. I asked her to pay half of my out of pocket expenses. She decided to pay half of the bills that had come in within the first 30 days, then needed a payment plan because she was tight on cash.
Yet always able to buy concert tickets. Eventually she paid me $200 for my trouble, and I didn't hear from her again.
Here is her email to me, verbatim, explaining her actions... my responses are in red [but I have bolded them for pondring]. You guys can make up your own minds.
> From: jessica.kulig@gmail.com
> Date: Mon, 20 Sep 2010 16:17:19 -0400
> To: dmdmbc@hotmail.com
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> Angela,
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> Thanks for the email response. I agree that we are not mean people. Yes, we'll definitely keep talking. I want to know how your finger is doing. I really do care and want you to get better. I have an appointment today at 2:00 PM with orthopedic surgeon. I will let you know what has to be done to fix my hand.
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> I really appreciate you accepting my apology. It means a lot to me. I was being completely honest when I said I was sick to my stomach. I was very upset and it brought tears to my eyes to think that you thought I hurt you on purpose. I completely understand why you were angry at me but I'm glad you no longer are.
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> I want to respond to the items you mentioned you observed...
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> The reason I was asking security There is no way what you were doing could be qualified as "asking security" - you were demeaning to him and very much not treating him with respect what was going on with the VIP line was because when you wait on line as long as we did, sleeping on the sidewalk, etc, it stinks when others can come much later and get in before you. I do understand that security had no idea what was going on though and I wasn't targeting you when talking to Rafael. I was upset about the whole situation. And yes, I was lucky to still get on the rail but I knew others that had been on line since midnight probably didn't. This really just illustrates my point: you had a sense that you needed to complain to a man who had no real control and probably fewer answers...complaining about people who paid three times what you paid for your ticket, but because you slept there all night you deserved it more. There were plenty of others in your same situation who rose above what was out of their control and just rolled with it. You had the choice to do that too. I paid so I would not have to sleep on the sidewalk. You also had that choice.
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> I honestly had no idea you were even next to me when getting wristbands. It didn't really matter whether it was me or not - once again it was a sense of entitlement on your part - "someone else has their hand there, but let me just thrust mine in on top of it because I'm the only one here anxious to get inside" I wasn't trying to my hand in front of yours - I was just trying to get a wristband on as fast as possible. But didn't you get to the rail before me anyway?
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> You held up signs all night (and I definitely saw when each of the guys saw the sign and smiled!) and I only asked you Jessica you most definitely did NOT "ask" me to lower my sign. you reached over, put your arm on my arm physically pushing my sign down and said to me "I can't see". to lower your sign once - when Boyd was doing his solo in front of the stage - your sign completely blocked my view. I'm sorry if that seemed rude asking would have been polite - pushing my arm down was rude - you have a mistaken notion about how you "ask" for things. but I just wanted to see Boyd play.
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> In my previous 5 pit experiences I had seen the stage manager give the security guards the setlist a couple times so I thought my best shot of getting one was to ask the security guard. Once again - sense of entitlement after all you have gotten at shows. It wasnt like you asked one person nicely. You asked multiple people, and I heard you DIRECT them to hand it to you "Now remember Paul (or whatever his name was), they are going to hand it to you, and you give it to me" bossy, not respectful
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> Yes, my boyfriend and I had gotten items before in California but we waited on line all day at those shows too so we could be on the rail. Also, my boyfriend has been to more shows than me and Carter gave him the gloves. We had met Jeff Coffin while at dinner one night in San Francisco and we all talked for over an hour. At the concert the next night he brought me over a signed setlist. Im sorry, but yet again, you have waited in line like thousands of others, and have gotten far more than most, yet still you feel you need more.
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> We had gotten picks too, but like I tweeted, when I saw the white one I knew it was unusual (well good grief - do you need one of everything they toss out?) this just sounds so very greedy. and that's what made me excited and really want it. I didn't grab it out of anger, and I'm sorry if it seemed that way. Please remember the force of that "grab" broke bones. It wasn't a "gee i'd like to have that pick" reach, it was a "that pick is mine at all costs" action.
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> Our California trip was a once in a lifetime experience. It might have been better had you not explained so much. Once in a lifetime? Really? Yet you seem intent to keep expecting things. Perhaps step away from the rail and let someone else have a chance. That was my first time, and I felt fortunate, and now I'll stand a few rows back and hear the same music. John and I felt like the luckiest people in the world. What are you giving back to the world for all this luck you have had? We met so many awesome people - including Amanda (daves_cornbread). But I saw her tweets about me and that made me sad. She sounded so hateful against me.
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> During our trip we did spread the LoVE and gave away a couple picks and sticks to friends. Again, that's nice that you can be heroes and dole out trinkets, but maybe let someone else get the thrill of catching them to start with. You know how special that feels. Also, John sent one of Carter's gloves to a friend we met at Chula Vista who loves Carter more than anything. I got a drumstick N1, but only because the lady to my right that caught it already had one and she shared. That was love. I have a prize now and don't need to reach for more.
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> I know it probably doesn't mean much to you since you're the one with a broken finger but this has definitely been a learning experience for me. I'm really very curious to hear how your behavior will change with what you have learned. Fine to say it was learning experience, but if it doesn't cause you to grow as a human being in this great DMB collective, then it was for nothing. It really kind of makes ME sick to think you were up there N2 still probably begging for setlists and wanting dave to sign your strap, etc. Hope Im wrong. You know the answer as to whether you were or not.
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> I really hope we can meet again in person someday, talk, and learn more about each other. With all due respect, I don't think this is something I want.
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> Jessica
