no cat for me

I won two passes to see “The Cat in the Hat” at work. Well, actually I only won one. There were four to give away, and they decided to give them individually, which is very silly, since no one really wants to go see a movie alone. At night. One of the other people who won gave me his pass. “Do you have someone you can take,” he asked. “Yes,” I answered without thinking. I’m so used to having someone to take. To thinking in pairs, and knowing that I always have to get enough for two. So this co-worker, sweet and kind as he is, gave me his. And there I was, dumbfounded with two free passes in my hand, trying to think of who in the world I could take. Well, not really who in the world, because there are people in the world I would ask. But who, locally. I had two free passes, one that was given to me because this guy was kind enough to give his up, and now there was pressure, all kinds of pressure to secure a date, or a someone to see this thing with.

It’s completely ridiculous. It’s a children’s movie. And I haven’t seen a movie in several months, so missing out on this one would normally be no big deal. The thing is, the whole office knows *I* won the ticket. The more nosy co-workers even noticed that I somehow scored two tickets. Not that it’s any of their business, I know.

So I spent the past couple of days trying to find someone to take. The fed ex guy, maybe? Heheh. No, not really. Not seriously. It entered my mind, because I’m crazy that way, but I wasn’t REALLY thinking it. I have a friend who might have gone, but I never bothered calling her. Because I haven’t called her in months, and I’m not the kind of girl who calls you out of the blue for no apparent reason, other than to invite you to see The Cat In The Hat.

So yesterday at work I spent most of the time plotting to leave early and force myself to see the movie, with or without a partner. And that would have worked out okay if I hadn’t have left the tickets here, at home, on my desk. It’s like I planned all along to not go. And now I feel shitty and awful because people will ask me today at work, “hey, how was that movie,” and I’ll have to tell them that even though I won the tickets and they didn’t, and even though I pretty much knew from the start that I wouldn’t go, and they could have, I didn’t.

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