Dreams Are Stupid Sometimes

I may be kinda dumb from time to time, but this really takes the cake. Sort of.

Last night I had a dream that I was going to see 30 Seconds To Mars in concert here in Little Rock. Mike and Sam were going to meet me there with a few other people and for some reason so was this guy from some of my classes back at school who I didn't really like very much. Oh well. I had somebody else with me but I don't remember who, but on the way to the show I went to pick up...my ex fiance and her sister to take them to the show too. : / What? Yeah that had awkward turtle written all over it. I got to their apartment and was sitting on the couch with my friend and her sister just staring at each other attempting to be civil. It was small talk at first but then after a few minutes we relaxed and were able to laugh about a couple of things so that was ok, till my ex came in. Then it got quiet and super tense. It was almost like one another wasn't in the room tho because we made absolutely no attempt at communicating with each other. We didn't make eye contact much and just pretty much pretended that neither of the other was there. Then we all piled into my car and drove to the venue in near complete silence. Once we got there we thankfully separated for a bit and I made some phone calls and Mike told me they were running late and to save their place in line.
The line was miles long and went through a few different buildings and I thought I was in it, but apparently I was in the pre-line that was 4 buildings over. Very odd. Then things got to the weird and crappy part. I got a phone call from my apparent then girlfriend who was on her way to meet me there. They both knew who each other were and it was just anger and resentfulness as soon as she got there between the two of them. A couple of clashes happened but I don't remember them very well. Then there was more waiting in line and sort of catching upto Mike who seeing my current situation tried to pretend that we hadn't seen him so he didn't have to get stuck in the middle of it either.
Then apparently there was a huge shouting match between the three of us and a big fight ensued and we were escorted into some room in the back of the building with everyone else for some impromptu counseling session? I don't know. It was a either talk this stuff out or else kind of deal. Well, that didn't go well either and more yelling happened then everybody left. Then it was just me and my gf on our way to the show which was now over and I missed the whole thing, end of dream.

Apparently my dream self wants me to lead a more soap opera life that I do now. I just woke up immediately thinking to myself "I'm dumb sometimes, but I'm not that dumb and that would never ever happen."