ME: Dangit.
HIM: What?
ME: They've changed the Sunday shift to start earlier. My next Sunday shift is April 27. That's the Off-White Wedding Show.
HIM: What time?
ME: The show is 10:30 to 3 p.m. My shift will be 11 to 7. On the old shift, we could have gone before I have to work.
HIM: *pout*
ME: You can go without me.
HIM: It's no fun without you.
ME: I had to go to one alone... You're right. It was no fun. But we need the discounts.
HIM: I guess we have to miss it.
ME: It's the one with all the independent, sole entrepreneur vendors! The funky indie one... I could send you with Katie.
HIM: No.
ME: Why not?
HIM: That's the start of a bad wedding comedy.
ME: I think it's hilarious.
HIM: NO.
ME: Come on!
HIM: I don't wanna die!
ME: What?? How do you get killed going to a wedding show with Katie?
HIM: She has knitting needles. She's scary.
ME: My bridesmaid is not scary! Okay, she's a little scary. But she's not going to kill you!
HIM: No.
Of course, now I have this hilarious plotline started in my head...
