Apparently I’m still not growing up.
I mentioned in Random Factoid #87 that for a while after turning 12, I was still able to get into movies at children’s price.
Over the Thanksgiving holidays, I went with my 9-year-old brother to see “A Christmas Carol” in IMAX. I asked the lady at the kiosk for one student and one child ticket. When I paid, I thought it sounded pretty cheap. I looked down at the tickets.
She charged us for two kids.
I am 17 years old and still look under 12, apparently. I can drive a car and see an R-rated movie, yet I can pass for a child.
Marshall and the Movies 
Thank you, Marshall. Truly, thank you. I needed a good laugh today.
On the flip side, ticket pushers have stopped asking for my driver’s license when I buy tickets to R-rated movies. Curse the aging process.