Child arrives at game during 3rd quarter. His hair is artfully shaggy and shellacked. He is in two layered polo shirts and both collars are up. It is all arranged to inform you that he is cool. He is on his cell phone.
Child: Uhhh...Can't you get into the game for free at halftime?
Sales Partner: No, sorry, you can't.
Child: Last year we could.
Partner: No, I don't think you could.
Child: Uh, yeah! I think I did.
Partner: No, you didn't, and don't be a smart ass.
I am out getting popcorn. It is halfway through the 3rd quarter. Young lady comes to window.
Young Lady: Do you take debit cards?
Sales Partner: No, sorry, we only take cash or a check in a pinch.
Young Lady: You're not serious!?!
Sales Partner:Sorry, we can't take debit cards.
Young Lady: This is ridiculous! At my High School, we don't even have to pay to go to games!!
Sales Partner: Maybe you should go to that game, then.