I have a small talent for being at the right place at the right time. This spring it got me free tickets to see The Police. Last night it was an Unnamed Commercial Bakery/Coffeeshop (you take what you can get in the 'burbs) at closing time, when the manager gave me a bag of cookies to take home. Awww.
Problem is, I'm usually alone at these times. And this stuff's much more fun when you can share.
That's why last Monday was so great.
The Clowncar-Hux family (I'd link but Mr. Clowncar refuses to play Blogger) came up from the dusty regions of Southern Colorado to spend the weekend. On Monday I called the boyos' school (family in town, sorry, can't make school today) and we took the boyos and the girlios to the movies.
The box office was dark and empty. We checked the movie times on the marquee above. Yup, the next show was twenty minutes away, the previous one had started half an hour ago. Behind glass doors the lobby was full of stacked white boxes. The concessions were as dark as the box office.
A manager came to the door and opened it. “Can I help you?” she asked.
“Um. We'd like to see a movie?”
“What movie would you like to see?”
Glancing at the kids. “Um. B*e Movie?”
“Ok. Well. None of my staff showed up this morning. There was a communication problem—”
So no movie. Sigh
“—so come on in. I can't open the cash registers, so the movie's free.”
We had the muliplex to ourselves. Hux and I could go get popcorn, pop and Skittles (Free free free!) And leave Clowncar alone with the kiddos without apologies to the rest of the patrons. We had to switch theaters, because the automated projectors decided to show the movie in a different one, and the manager cheerfully(!) helped carry our stuff and herd the kiddos into the one next to ours.
It was straight out of 'Night of the Comet' I swear. Only without the radioactive zombies, which made it extra-sweet for me.
Oh, and B*e Movie was hilarious. Go see it, even if you have to pay.