DH and I went to see DS18 in the Rocky show last night. He did really well, even better than the last time I saw him. DH had fun. Every time they had to do something in the audience, DS18 would come and pick on his father...it was really funny.
Little story from last night...
I had another run in with the
little weasel assistant manager. What a
little creep! DH thought it was too funny...goes and tells DS18 his mother almost got us thrown out. They have a sign that says no pictures. I thought it meant no pictures inside the theater, not no pictures of my DH's head shot in the lobby.
Little creep came swooping in, stood there in all of his full 5'1" glory and asked me if I saw the sign. I told him I didn't think the sign meant a pic of my husband in the lobby, I thought it meant inside. I was being so nice. He got all Napoleon on me, told me I already said I read the sign, told me to delete the pic I took... are you kidding me? He was so getting off on having control of this middle aged couple. So, DH deleted it, and then the
little weasel told us to put the camera in the car, I couldn't even keep it in my purse. I had to bite my tongue not to tell the
little creep what I was thinking. I was steaming red angry

DH just took the camera to the car. I broke the rules, but I explained that I misunderstood. This
little weasel gets a bit over the top agressive over a minor thing. No lie, I think he would have thrown us out just to do it, because he could.
Save me from
little Napoleon men!!