My husband and I went to see the movie “Lincoln” last weekend. Which was, by the way, incredible. I checked online before we left to find when and where it was playing and noted tickets were $8. I guess not so much, but I remember when…..ah well. I digress.
We stopped at a nearby restaurant and had dinner before the show. We dawdled. Talked. But still we were an hour early for the movie. So after we got our tickets and the requisite popcorn we sat in a couple chairs in the lobby and people watched. I was just fiddling around with the tickets when I noticed this:
Really? REALLY!? We hadn’t asked for a senior price. The guy at the ticket counter just looked at us and made the decision to give us a break. We must look old. I tried not to feel indignant and held myself back from marching over there and demanding to pay more money. I stared at the ticket for a bit more, than showed it to my husband.
“Cool,” he said. Hmmmmm…he has a point.
But we are not old. Not by a long shot. No way.