So Huda and I went to see “Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants”…. and we hiked ten miles to the theatre (okay maybe 1) and there are no seats next to each other. So we see that there is room if one lady simply moved over one that we too could watch the movie that we trecked through the hotlanta sun for. So Huda very nicely, very courteously explained our plight and could they please move over one so we could please enjoy the movie along with your popcorn and soda loving group?
“We’re already settled” and turned the other way.
Sometimes I think about life. You know- your normal run of the mill angst…What is life. Is there really heaven? hell? And now please understand I am not praying she spend an eternity in “you know where” just because of “you know what” BUT i realized that *she* isn’t going to feel the ramifications that we had to walk back to our car, find another theatre and go there, putting us one hour behind. No she is going to eat her ten pound bucket of butter popcorn, and her hershey bars as she downs it with a mammoth soda and giggles at the movie… So there must be a day that all these things are brought to light…… I think. When Someone will surely ask… Now really, would it have killed you to move over one seat?
But oh yes, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants is an EXCELLENT movie. There are some scenes I dare you to try not to cry, because they are so heartbreakingly real, so if you’re in the mood for a thoughtful, cute and sweet movie, check it out.
And oh, Robots, not so much….