Boo yeah!
The first full day of summer kicked off with a bang. I went to return some CDs and a movie to the library, my main source for movies, this morning. Sometimes I have to work the system to get more movies, which requires me to go up to the desk instead of using the electronic checkout.
And when I went up today to checkout, they knew my name! “Hold on a second, Marshall,” the lady said. I’ve always dreamed of being known by a ticket person at a movie theater, but this is the next best thing.
Marshall and the Movies 
Yeah, back when I reviewed movies for a small-potatoes newspaper and the editor ran a mugshot of me with the column, sometimes I’d get stopped in the grocery store or Walmart by random people. Or I could see them get a funny look in their eye, like they knew my face but not my name, and then they’d say: “Hey, you’re that movie girl.”
I’m pretty sure it was the highlight of my life.
At least you aren’t known by a bartender!
Seeing as I am 17 years old, that probably wouldn’t be such a good thing.
That’s excellent! Before I had money I would binge at the library, at college – they had a plethora of films, but you could only watch them there. And now that I have a real job, I spend most of my paycheck buying them. What a sad creature of habit I’ve turned into.