@awedjob
As a boy when I attended movies in the theater with my family I prayed I would never be spotted by my classmates. Not because I was ashamed of my tragically unhip mother, though I certainly was. No, it was her surreptitious smuggling in of cans of coca-cola and the oil stained, grocery bag full of home-popped popcorn. I of course ate the contraband but would have been mortified if any ever saw me chowing down on that booty.