Chivalry is alive and well.
At Starbucks this morning, two other people were just ahead of me. The man gallantly opened the door for the woman, and made an exaggerated, jokey proclamation of being chivalrous. And then he unknowingly closed the door in my face.
Get your popcorn! Get your hot dog!
At work today, I was explaining what a concession stand is to two seven-year-olds.
Girl: Do they sell snacks?
Girl: Do they sell souvenirs?
Boy: Do they sell butt cheeks?