On the rare occasion that my husband and I go on a date, we plan ahead. We book a sitter in advance and spend weeks gearing up for our time away. When date day arrives, we count down the hours and change our outfits seven times each.
One of our favorite dates is an afternoon movie at The Arclight followed by burgers and wine at The Bowery, but we’ve been there and done that so many times that we have been ready for something new. So this time we got tickets to a comedy show at The Ice House in Pasadena.
After a quick dinner we drove over to the club. We scored the last free street parking spot, made our way to the doorman, and were assigned a seating group. Sort of like with Southwest Airlines. We got decent tail-end-of-group-A-type seats, and placed an order for drinks.
The opening act was funny, although it wasn’t the same comedian advertised on Ice House’s website. Funny is funny, so we didn’t complain, but when the opener kept talking about somebody named “Rob” we were a bit confused.
Who is Rob?
Doesn’t he mean “Alonzo”?
And then “Rob” came out onto the stage. We knew him as Deuce Bigalow.
Apparently, The Ice House has two comedy stages and double books shows, but when we checked in with our Alonzo Bodden tickets, the attendant didn’t tell us where to go, so we just followed the people in Group A.
The group boarding method may work well for Southwest Airlines (although their comedy is a little lacking), but The Ice House needs to work on their seating.
Carrie can be found at The Sweetest where she writes about motherhood, marriage, and her quest for decent date night clothes. She also blogs at This Blogger Makes Fun of Stuff where she makes fun of herself and other stuff.