This place lives up to its name. It's an office. It's in a box. A cardboard box all taped up and addressed to The Man in the Moon. Or, maybe just a small, box-shaped enclosure.
I walked to this box to inquire about theatre tickets to Rain Man for my roommate's birthday and about the finer point of Muhammad Ali's life. Although they could not answer my questions about boxing, the worker was very helpful in dealing with box office matters. Words to describe her include friendly, knowledgeable, and chicken teryaki.
She told me that the box office can book tickets for show like the Rain Man day of the show if I was looking for an economical option. I told her that although I eat gold nuggets for dinner and pound notes for dessert, I thought something inexpensive would be the best. "But will the seats be good?" I inquired. "We can normally get you orchestra seats for 30 pound," she said and handed me a card.
Now if that ain't a good deal, pamplemousse isn't a great word. And since pamplemousse is a great word, that must be a good deal. read more