Grandma and Pa Go To The Movies
Grandma asked Pa if he would take her to a movie that afternoon. It was a matinee and would begin at three. Pa had just settled down in his recliner for his after lunch nap. He was totally against going to a movie. The two of them hadn’t been to a movie for a few years, and he didn’t want to go to another one. Pa said, “I’m sorry but I don't feel like going, maybe another time.”
His sweet wife replied, “I understand. Another time then.” She turned and went back into the kitchen. Pa settled back in his recliner, closed his eyes and tried to go to sleep. But unlike most afternoons he just couldn’t doze off. He couldn’t get that blasted movie out of his mind. Actually he felt a bit guilty. He knew that his wife really wanted to see that movie. There was really no reason that he couldn’t take her to the movie. There wasn’t much time to make it to the theater. Pa got up and went to the kitchen. “I've decided to give in and take you to see that show, but we need to hurry.”
They got ready and drove to the theater which was only four miles away. When they walked up to the window there was no one to take their money. Pa and Grandma walked inside, and they were told they had to get their tickets at a machine. “Slide your credit card in the slot and follow the instructions,” an usher told them. Pa said, “You’ve got to be kidding me! You get over here and help us get our tickets. We’ve never done this before.” The teenage girl looked at him like he was some kind of ax murderer and rushed over to do what he had told her to do. It took a while to get the tickets because Pa wasn’t sure where he wanted to sit. There weren't many choices left since the previews had already begun, and most of the seats had been taken.
With tickets in hand Grandma and Pa made their way to the auditorium where their movie was being shown. The previews were still going, the theater lights were off, and they had to find their seats in the dark. Pa wasn’t hearing well, he didn’t see well without at least some light so turned on his phone light. Grandma was trying to find their row. She knew their seats would be in the middle of the row, but even she couldn’t make out the letters on the aisle seats. She thought she had figured out which row was Row B. She asked the lady sitting in the first seat if that was Row B. The lady told her it wasn’t. So the search continued. Pa, not being able to hear or see was getting upset. He was fussing. His voice was louder than he realized, but he really didn’t care. He just wanted to find their seats and sit down.
Finally, Grandma went back to the same row and asked again, “Are you sure this is not Row B?” The lady in the second seat said, “Yes, this is Row B.” So Pa and grandma made their way down Row B and sat down in their seats. When Pa passed by the two ladies at the end of Row B he said, “I’m never taking this woman to another movie.” Grandma was embarrassed because she knew that everyone in the theater had heard what Pa had said.
In case you haven’t figured this out, Pa and Grandma are Sherri and me. By the way, I exaggerated a little. I wasn’t nearly as bad as you might think. The teenage usher was very sweet and helped us with the ticketed without me ordering her to help us. I behaved myself pretty well. We went to see “Jesus Revolution” a month ago.
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