I ended up with an extra ticket to a Sundance movie so I invited That’s Not Chinese to join me. Surprisingly, she was up for this last minute adventure.
I arrived at the venue early, to ensure a spot in line, and immediately phoned That’s Not Chinese to advise her of the $5, cash only, parking fee. “I don’t have any cash,” she replied. “I figured you wouldn’t – that’s why I called. I’ve got cash, I’ll pay it and give the parking attendant your info so I can go inside and get in line,” I advised.
I told the parking attendant the situation, paid the five dollars, and he asked, “Do you have a cell phone?” “Yes, why?” “So you can call her and tell her the plan,” he said. “I already did. That’s why I’m here now,” I replied. “OK,” he said and handed me her parking ticket, “Give this to her when she gets her and make sure she tells me the plan,” he advised handing me the ticket and completing botching my plan.
So, instead of going into the theater, I waited until I could see That’s Not Chinese’s car, ran into traffic, gave her the ticket and then hustled into the theater. Once we were seated and others were paying me for their tickets she said, “I never have cash. I’ll make you dinner. How about that? You know there will be meat. No, wait, salmon. We’ll do salmon.” To prove her no cash point she opened her wallet and, low and behold, a five dollar bill was boldly resting inside. “Look at that!,” she said, laughed and proudly added, “I am totally going to be in the blog!” “That salmon better be good,” I replied .