Charlie and the Slipper Factory
Since it has been ages since we’ve gone to the theater to see a movie and since it’s BLOODY HOT out, Michael and I decided to go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on Sunday.
Here’s the timeline of the events as they occurred.
Her: Let’s go see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Him: Ok…what time is it showing?
Her: 12:30 or 4:00.
Him: Well, let’s do the noon showing…do you want to shower first? (Yes, it was 11am and I hadn’t showered yet. I know…I’m a disgrace.)
Her: Yep – I can be ready by noon and that gives us plenty of time to make it.
Her: I’m ready!
Him: Uhh huh (reading paper)
Her: I put the dog out and I’m ready to go!
Him: Oh. Ok. What time is it?
Her: Almost noon.
Him: Oh! We’d better get going. I’m ready…I just need to change my pants.
Him: I’m ready…I just need to put my shoes on.
Her: Ok. I’m ready too, I just need to finish this email.
Her: Let’s go.
Him: Ok. I need to put on my sandals.
Him: *yawn* I’m really tired. I haven’t had any coffee yet.
Her: Well, you can get an Americano at the Starbuck’s next to the theater.
Him: Don’t they have espresso at the theater.
Her: Maybe…but would you want to drink it?
Him: HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAA! Crap.
Him: Oh. Uhhhhhmmmmm…nothing.
Her: Ummmm…WHAT?! What’s so funny?
Him: Well, we were in such a rush to get out of the house I put on my slippers instead of my sandals.
Him: Well, they’re right next to each other.
Her: *sigh* Well, let’s go back. We can still make it.
Him: Do you think anyone would notice?
Her: Well…at least they’re the moccasin style with soles. I guess I don’t care if you don’t.
Him: I don’t care either.
Her: God, how far we’ve fallen.
The movie was better than I thought it would be…but the shadow of the Gene Wilder version still hangs overhead. Michael successfully watched a movie in public in his slippers.
You know, it’s not as bad as the days I wear two different colored shoes to work.
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