You Don't?

A few days ago I got an interesting phone call from some guy claiming to be calling from Hollywood, CA who is taking surveys about what I still don't exactly know.

What made the call a bit interesting was the fact that my dad has this rule about theaters: they are evil places and only bad people go there. Well, now the rule has been negotiated to once a year (and even then I don't ask anymore for the risk of an angry glare, I just go).

Anyway, so during my time in MD I had the nice opportunity to see Blood Diamond (which was awesome and now I am a Leonardo diCaprio fan...Titanic was overrated).

The conversation between me and him went something like this:

Guy: "Hi, I'm calling from Hollywood, CA and I am wondering if I could just take a moment of your time to take a survey. I am not advertising or selling anything, I just want to ask a few questions if that is okay with you?"

Me: "Umm, sure okay."

Guy: "Great! Ok, how many times in the past two months have you been to the theater?"

Me" "Uhh, once."

Guy: "Once? Only once?"

Me: "...yes...." (Obviously at this point I was starting to feel like a loser).

Guy: "Well, ok then do you have any males that live with you between the ages of 12 and 38?"

Me: (I was thinking about saying no because that is the truth, but then I thought to save my ego, it would be better if I include some backup from back home...I mean, they are my bros, they should count).
"Yes"

Guy: "Have any of them been to a theater in the past two months?"

Me: (Ok, did he have to ask the same question?) "Uh, no."

Guy: (laughing) "No? Nobody has been to a theater in the past two months?"

Me: "Not really"

Guy: (still laughing) "Well okay, thanks for your time. Bye."

Now, did this stranger have to call me to explain how pathetic and loser-ish my life is? So what if I don't see movies until they are out on DVD? I don't need somebody to hold up a mirror to tell me that.

Le sigh.