my own fountain of youth

So for the sixth night in a row I'm at home while Rach is at work. Slave drivers. I just walked in and am trying to think of something to do for the next three and half hours. We've been here for a week and half almost and I've been to the movies four times...two by myself. See, every weekday Mike and D get here at 8:30 and work till about 6. We try to stay out of their way and I especially try to stay out of the apt from 4-6 while Rach is at work. Twice I've filled that time with the movies which is a few stores down from Rachel's restaurant. I love going to the movies. At this specific theater there's this old guy who works the ticket booth. The first time I went alone it was to see a movie that happened to be rated R. After I asked for the ticket he said "I'm going to have to ask you for identification. The movie is rated R and you have to be seventeen." He said it like he was breaking bad news to me. I was half amused and half offended that this man thought I was a fifteen year old boy. I showed him my ID and he said I didn't look that old. As with everyone else I show my ID to, he didn't notice that it was a girls ID. Today I went to see the Disney movie "Tangled". Again, alone. The same man was working. I asked for the ticket. He then asked if I worked there. I said no. He explained his question by telling me that a lot of kids worked there. Ok. Moving on. He started printing out my ticket. "Do you have your student ID?" ...no...I don't have my student ID. I'm 25 and graduated college almost four years ago. I started to say no when he said "well, you're a student" and proceeded to give me a student discount. He said it as if he felt stupid to even ask me to prove I was student. He obviously decided for himself that I was in high school and wouldn't have a student ID. It saved me a dollar. These things happen to me a lot. Maybe I should be offended, maybe not, but ya know what? .......................... I'm going to be one hott fifty year old. -lj