
{"id":911,"date":"2008-02-03T06:57:50","date_gmt":"2008-02-03T14:57:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/2008\/02\/03\/old-fogy-moment\/"},"modified":"2008-02-03T06:57:50","modified_gmt":"2008-02-03T14:57:50","slug":"old-fogy-moment","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/2008\/02\/03\/old-fogy-moment\/","title":{"rendered":"Old Fogy Moment"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p><b>Fogy<\/b> \\Fo&#8221;gy\\, n.; pl. Fogies.<br \/>\n   A dull old fellow; a person behind the times, over-conservative, or slow; &#8212; usually preceded by old.<br \/>\n   [Written also fogie and fogey.] [Colloq.]<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>\nYesterday, we decide to take the family to see a movie, Alvin and the Chipmunks. (Well, what can you say when you&#8217;ve got a nearly 5 year old involved in the decision?) We head to Daly City to one of the bazillion screen multiplexes for a 5pm showing, it&#8217;s pouring down rain, there are long lines, and of course, I choose poorly when selecting a line. Sometimes, there&#8217;s a reason that line is shorter&#8230;<br \/>\n<\/p>\n<div style=\"float: right; margin: 10px;\"><center><b>The New Chipmunks<\/b><br \/><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/pix\/chipmunks.jpg\" alt=\"The new Alvin and The Chipmunks from the 2008 film\" \/><\/center><\/div>\n<p>In front of me are 3 teenage girls interacting with perhaps a 17 year-old boy at the window. It&#8217;s unclear what is happening, but it&#8217;s not selling tickets and it&#8217;s also not obviously teenage girl\/boy interactions, there seems to be a communication\/decision problem. I&#8217;ve sent the family out of the weather while I impatiently wait for the deal to be transacted. It seems like it takes forever, I&#8217;m sure it wasn&#8217;t any more than 5 minutes, but in wind and driving rain, it feels longer.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nFinally, it&#8217;s my turn and I ask for two adult and one child for the Chipmunks. While I thought the communication problem was with the gaggle of girls, it soon becomes apparent it&#8217;s the counter guy, I have to repeat my request a half dozen times to make myself understood, ultimately resorting bending down and shouting through the money exchange window (his speaker\/microphone combo must have been broken.) Then he announces the price is $28.25 and I have my moment.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nI shout through the window &#8220;you&#8217;ve got to be kidding&#8230;it can&#8217;t be that much.&#8221; He imperfectly and impatiently explains to me that each adult is $10.25 and the child is $7.75. Guess we&#8217;ve been going to matinees (and indeed, I thought this would be for 5pm &#8211; NOT!) So I paid the money and stewed awhile then finally forgot about it and enjoyed my family, but not the movie so much. My daughter liked it and that&#8217;s what counts. I&#8217;ve never really felt like an &#8220;old fogy&#8221; before, but I certainly got a taste of it last night! Maybe I&#8217;m more of a curmudgeon? Don&#8217;t know, but it was an uncomfortable feeling&#8230;<br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fogy \\Fo&#8221;gy\\, n.; pl. Fogies. A dull old fellow; a person behind the times, over-conservative, or slow; &#8212; usually preceded by old. [Written also fogie and fogey.] [Colloq.] Yesterday, we decide to take the family to see a movie, Alvin and the Chipmunks. (Well, what can you say when you&#8217;ve got a nearly 5 year [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12,5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/911"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=911"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/911\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=911"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=911"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/montaraventures.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=911"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}