I went to the movies last night. It’s busy on Tuesdays because the tickets are cheaper. But we managed to find seats. And not just any seats either. The chair next to my chair was under repair (that rhyme was not intentional but now I feel like I should have written this as a poem), which meant that no one could sit in it. I love it when the seat beside me is empty. I thoroughly enjoyed having that arm rest all to myself. I often get angry when things are out of service or under repair. This was a rare occurrence where it worked in my favour.