I Went To The Movies Alone

One dark semi-rainy evening in Portland, Oregon, back in the 1970s, I was feeling down and decided it would cheer me up to go to a movie.

I wound up at a drive-in movie. When I drove in and parked my '55 Oldsmobile, I noticed that on this rainy Tuesday night there was one other car there, an old faded yellow Volkswagen. One man was in it.

I got really nervous, and kept asking myself, what kind of a nutjob would go to a drive-in movie in the rain on a Tuesday night?

Just as I'd come to the conclusion that he might be dangerous, he turned around and looked at me...and I could see he was afraid of me. Because, it suddenly hit me, he was thinking the exact same thing!