Yesterday, Mason and I planned with Alex to go see Bad Grandpa today. After the Seahawks took care of the Vikings, Mason and I drove to Alex's house to pick him and his girlfriend up. Nevertheless, though we told them we would pick them up at 3:15, they still weren't ready once we got to their front door... Fifteen minutes later, Alex and his girl popped into my car.
I drove like a mad woman... I didn't want to miss a snippet of Jackass: Bad Grandpa. Mason saw it in N. Carolina. He said it was hilarious. The trailer made me die laughing! I needed to see it.
We arrived at the theater just in time. Mason and I purchased our tickets before Alex and his girlfriend did. There was a complication... Alex's girlfriend didn't have an ID. Supposedly, she's 18. Alex is 20. I guess it was New-Employee day since the people working told Alex she or he needed to be 21 or over to watch the film. Mason and I were pissed. So, instead, Mason purchased the tickets on one of those Do-It-Yourself machines. Yet again, that didn't work because the person who would look at your valid tickets allegedly needed to see your ID, too. Now we didn't know what to do... Peeved, we just decided to go eat at Red Robin.
After a twenty-minute wait, we grabbed a booth. I ate very little considering Mason's irritated mood and some disappointing news. Apparently, one of our friends smokes cigarettes now... He's in the Marines along side Mason. Mason thinks he started because of the stress. I became saddened... Our friend could have chosen a different route. Mason says our friend won't become a chain smoker (once I acknowledged the fact that cigarettes are cancer sticks) but he doesn't know. We all don't know, yet we can hope he won't become one.
Lately, Mason and I have been getting into discussions about judging other people's doings or how people react to things, etc. Everyone has their own scripts and cues on the world. Some people throw out opinions as if they're facts. But opinions should be stated as an opinion instead of blatantly stating something that couldn't possibly be a fact unless you have the facts. For example, when Mason claimed our friend won't become a chain smoker just because he says so, is an opinion, not a fact. How does he know? He can't foretell the future (so I've noticed) That's why I get irked when people believe their opinions are the actual facts.
I lost my appetite. I only ate a few pieces of chicken until asking for a To-Go box.
When we finished our dinner, we walked over to PacSun and bought cheap clothing (since the store was closing) Afterwards, we went home.
Now, Mason and I are watching Hoarders before bed.
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