Rudeness

I have been thinking about an incident which happened on New Year's Day. I can't believe that I have thought about it as much as I have!

The four of us went to see a movie. Rob and the girls stopped at the concession stand, so I went into the theater alone to find seats for us. The girls always like to sit in the back row, so I looked there, first. The first five rows were pretty open, but otherwise the theater was rather full, with only single seats scattered here and there. But in the back row, there were two women seated together in the exact center. On each side of them, there were three open seats.

So I went up to that row and asked one of them whether they would mind moving down by just one seat so that our party of four could sit there. The woman glanced at me and then looked away. "No," she said. "We won't. We were here first."

My jaw dropped at her rudeness. I just couldn't believe it. I felt a sudden boil of anger and I knew I had to get away fast before I said something I really regretted. "Thank you so much," I muttered with exaggerated politeness--absurdly--and I hurried away to the third row of the theater and got seats for us there.

Why am I still thinking about it four days later?

Voice Post: This Slytherin Life

(The following is the submission I am going to make for the podcast snapecast's feature "This Slytherin Life.")



Edited to add: Holy cow, it looks like they've already accepted it! That was fast. Hurrah!

Twelfth Night breakfast tomorrow!

Here is our table, set for tomorrow's breakfast. I offered to make scones again, but the girls voted for coffeecake, served with cocoa, so I picked that up from the store. I think I picked some nice little things (after Christmas sales, of course!) to go in the stockings.

Table set for our Twelfth Night breakfast

The gold-rimmed plates are from my great-grandmother, and the holly-rimmed green mugs were a gift a couple of years ago from one of my attorneys. And the napkin rings I picked up at Walgreens for 29 cents each this week.

I love our Twelfth Night custom. It's just such a lovely way to bid farewell to the Christmas season.