Tonight after work, I drove an hour to my daughter's house to pick her up to see 'The Return of the King'. I had already bought two tickets for seats in the best movie theater around, back another hour's drive to where I work. My daughter decided she wanted her boyfriend to come. When I bought the tickets yesterday they said they had plenty of seats left, so I figured we would still be able to get him in. He seems like a nice enough kid anyway.

I bought tickets for a 7:00 p.m. show.
Note the time above.
No, she did not ask.
As soon as I saw he wasn't getting in,
I just gave him mine.

So let's see. Two hours drive to get her and get to the theater. Three hours for a movie I won't see. Then I have to go back and drive them home, which will take about an hour and forty-five minutes. That's six hours and forty-five minutes.

I am just a doormat or will there be some sort of reward for this sort of thing somewhere down the road?


ROTK - best line

Gandalf, "Behold! Minas Tirith!"

"It's only a model," Patsy

"Sssh!"