Chad and I went on an afternoon movie date today. We waited until it was our turn and then stepped in front of the ticket window.
"Two adults for Sherlock Holmes."
"Do either of you qualify for a senior discount?" The 12-year-old taking tickets said.
WHAT??? I mean, I know I found my first gray hair yesterday, but I certainly don't think I look 60!
Chad had to drag me away from the window where I stood saying "Really? You think I look 60? Really? Really." He had to pull me past the 7-year-old taking tickets while I asked her, "Really? 60? No. No. No." He dragged me away from the reflective poster case where I stood saying, "No. Not 60. Maybe 35." And into the movie theatre where I sat, looking blankly at the screen.
Maybe she thought I was a college senior.
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