The other night, I turned on the classic "Breakfast at Tiffany's" to unwind after one of the longest weekends ever. My husband comes downstairs and this is the conversation we had:
Hubs: What are you watching?
Me: Breakfast at Tiffanys.
Hubs: With Molly Ringwald?
Me: No, that's The Breakfast Club. That was in the 80s.
Hubs: Oh. I've watched only 1 or 2 movies older than the 1970s.
Me: Which ones?
Hubs: Casablanca. It was boring.
Me: What was the other one?
Hubs: I said one OR two.
Me: Uh, ok. What's the second one?
Hubs: Does "Enter the Dragon" count?
Hubs starts watching and Audrey Hepburn appears: Who's that?
Me: Are you kidding me?
Hubs: What? Who's that?
Me: Audrey Hepburn.
Hubs: Oh. I've heard of her.
Me: What?? Anyways, isn't she pretty?
Hubs: She's alright.
Needless to say, he made my night longer instead of letting me unwind. Still love him though.