This is the phone conversation I just had with my mother, hereafter referred to as TRQ.
TRQ: So I guess we're all going to the Tabernacle Choir concert tonight.
ME: Yes. It appears so.
TRQ: What time is it again?
ME: The tickets say we have to be in our seats by 7:30 or else our tickets are invalid. But I misread it, of course, and thought they said if we're not all in our seats by 7:30, they'll turn us into invalids. You know. People who can't walk and stuff.
TRQ: Ugh. That's so late.
ME: Yes. You're right.
TRQ: Well. I just hope they don't have any of those damn bell ringers this time.
I have known that woman for 55 years, people, and this is the first time I've learned that she apparently has issues with bell ringers.