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Bait and Switch

Katie has been struggling through a heinous cold, and last night she wanted to eat pizza and watch Batman Begins so that we would be ready to see The Dark Knight. Sadly, many other people had the same idea. Not only was the movie all rented out from our local video rental store, but they called around to other stores, too.

Not to worry, the clerk assured me. They had the DVD for sale! I knew that Katie was pretty set on the movie, so I asked how much it was selling for. Oops! It turned out that they were sold out of the DVDs they had for sale, too. All they had left was one copy of the deluxe DVD, selling for $34.99.

I called Katie, and she confirmed that she really wanted to see Batman Begins. I bought the special two-disk DVD set amidst much laughter among the video store employees, who were all following my pathetic saga with some relish.

We watched the movie last night and greatly enjoyed it. We ate Papa Murphy's gourmet vegetarian pizza while we watched. And it turns out that we got a lot of value from the deluxe DVD set. It included a thumb drive packed with pictures from the movie. I would have paid $35 for that alone!

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  1. Rachel9:22 PM

    Feel better soon, Katie!

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  2. MT9:44 AM

    Hmmm, should we see the Dark Knight on Friday??!

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