Picture it: Pendleton, IN, 2008.......
I just got back from working a lunch shift at Ruby Tuesday (kill me), I take a shower, stretch it out, watch a skipping Oprah on digital TV, and Mom comes home. " WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOME? I THOUGHT YOU WERE WORKING! WHY AREN'T YOU AT WORK?"
"No Mom, I read my schedule wrong. I don't work tonight"
"What, huh, oh, well, I guess that's fine."
Geez lady, bipolar much? It's always like that with her. Dad says she's been going through the change now for the last 15 years. Ba-zing!
The other night, I decided to let my parents watch Enchanted. I say "let" because I like to filter what I expose them to so that their opinion doesn't stray to far from my own. My opinion=good taste. I tried to add little tid bits of movie trivia fun a long the way to enrich the experience for them.
Ex.
"The old men, who dance in this song, were some of the original dancers in the West Side Story movie."
Dad: "Who? Them?"
"No, they aren't old"
Mom: "You mean them?"
"No, their not even dancing."
This continued, but I thought hey, I'm doing them a service. I'm showing them the world. I'm like the Magellan of small town culture. After the Movie was over my dad sat up and said "That was a real good movie. I like that. I could watch that one again." Mom agreed, he then left and went to the bathroom.
The next day we watched The Producers. I don't personally care for this one because they just filmed what was on the stage version, and I could write a novel about why that doesn't work. With the Jew jokes and the gay jokes and all of the schtick, I wasn't as sure that they would like it, as per usual, Mom fell asleep for half of it and still pretended to have an opinion about it. But, after it was over Dad leaned over and said, "Yeah, that was good. I liked that." He then left and went to the bathroom.
I said to Mom, " Wow, I'm really impressed, I didn't think he would like that." With out skipping a beat Mom said, "Well yeah, you know sometimes he's just being polite." HATER!
They just put in Bye, Bye Birdie, I'll tell you how it goes tomorrow.
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