‘I need to take a break from caching; I am just getting a little
too obsessed. This trip to the movies will do me good” Turning off
her GPSr that led her to the theatre, she put her key into her
magnetic key holder and stuck it under her car. Using the movie
passes that she got from her last FTF, she gained entrance to the
complex.
“I’ve eaten nothing but Power Bars and swigs from my water
bottle for two weeks, maybe something from this snack bar would be
a healthy change.” thought Dee as she sauntered up to the
counter.
“I would like a cammoed M & M’s container, please” she said
to the polyester-clad teenager behind the counter.
Confused, the counter person said “Ma’am…I don’t know anything
about cammoed M & M’s containers, but we do have these 8-pound
sacks of M & M’s…that will be $25 please.”
Ms. Eneff gave the young man the money in her pocket and began
to walk away before the boy yelled “Ma’am, we don’t accept…”Signal
the Frog” geocoins here as currency.” Realizing that was all she
had in cash, she reached into her fanny-pack and retrieved her
Groundspeak Visa card (she was earning points for that Platinum
ammo can). The employee zipped the card through, gave it back, and
handed her the receipt to sign. Dee unconsciously scrawled
“TNLN…TFTC!” at the bottom and scurried away before the confused
boy could yell again.
Finding her theatre, she stealthily checked under her seat for a
nano, and then sat down. There were not many people in this theatre
and the show was not to start for another 10 minutes. Still drowsy
from her “sleep-caching” episode last night (she woke up to find
herself lifting the skirts of the light poles at the local
Walmart), she stared at the blank screen and found herself
remembering scenes and actors from some of her favorite movies.
“This is kinda nice…my mind is finally clear of geocaching for a
few minutes…after the movie maybe I’ll take a nice walk at that new
park that they are building in Silver Spring Township” she dreamed.
Smiling, she looked back at the blank screen and again visualized
scenes from past movies.
Soon, the movie shook her from her reverie. She threw her
thorn-scarred legs over the seat in front of her and watched Cary
Grant in “North by Northwest”. Again she thought “Nice not to think
of caching for a little while…”