You have no idea how much ranting I had actually planned to do on this subject. (A LOT.)

[arisha]

You may have noticed me trying to avoid this subject, but aurora_lime left a comment about it, and so.

Last weekend, the evening showing of Ironman sold out. Completely. There wasn't a seat left to sell. Not long after we called it sold, a father and son came up and asked to buy tickets. I told them it was sold out, completely, not a seat left to sell. The son started making sad faces and the father looked to me and said, "Now you'll have to deal with him."

Uhm, beg pardon? You're his father, it is your responsibility to teach him how to take disappointment gracefully. You are the one raising your children, so don't act like this is the responsibility of some girl you don't even know.

And that, dear readers, is an extraordinarily brief version of my thoughts on the "Miley Cyrus naked back photo business." :)

P.S. Today at work we caught a couple having sex behind the theatre. As in outside, behind the building. On mud and dirty concrete and right nearby a walking path.

The area of town in which I work is a CLASSY, CLASSY place. >_<;