Dave and I saw Romeo and Juliet at Chicago Shakespeare Theatre last night (awesome, by the way. I highly recommend it). On the way up the stairs I thought I saw a child with a hood that had a mane and some ears. I said, “Do I see a horse going up the stairs in front of me?”
And the woman directly in front of me on the stairs turned and gave me a dirty look.
I panicked. I went on in an insanely loud,, overly casual voice, “You know, there was a kid…. with a hood… and it had ears….” and Dave tried to save me with an equally loud and bright, “Yeah, I think he’s already at the top of the stairs– but I saw him, all right!! That kid with the horse hood is definitely real!!”
Unfortunately, Dave was also giggling uncontrollably, so his credibility may have been compromised. But I would like to take this opportunity to plainly announce: I WAS NOT calling the woman in front of me a horse. I know it looked bad. I realize my reaction made it infinitely worse. But I truly was not.
Ha ha ha! I would have after she gave me a dirty look though…
I knew you would love that!