Let's see here. Went to a movie today with hubby. He refuses to go to the ticket window and buy the tickets. Know why? No, of course you don't.
He's reluctant to go and ask for one senior and one regular admission. The senior age limit is clearly spelled out on a sign right there: it's 55. Hubby is 56. He obviously qualifies for the 50 cent discount and -- let's face it -- in these trying times, 50 cents is nothing to sneeze at.
As we're walking in from the car, we usually sort of take an assessment of who has the most cash to decide who gets to buy the tickets. Today it was hubby's turn and when I reminded him to ask for the discount, he handed the money to me. So I got to the ticket window, asked for one senior and one regular admission and all was well. He told me he's convinced they'll ask him to show his ID and prove his age, and I told him he definitely looks 55 and no one is going to question him. I don't think he was too happy with that but if it makes him feel better, I'll continue to do the movie ticket buying.
But since Utah kicked Alabama's ass in the Sugar Bowl tonight (I mean, kicked up that football field and back down again), he was happy again, so there's peace in the valley once more. Heh.
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It's so nice to see John McCain turn back into John McCain again. Losing that election was the best thing that could have happened to him. What those people turned him into during that campaign was a cryin' shame. Welcome back, John.