It's Called "Reading"

I come into work on this cold, icy day to read an e-mail from an undelightful fellow.  No, this was not the only reason I came to work, but this general gist is what I got the minute I walked in the door.

This particular gentleman purchased two tickets to a show for half off.  He writes an e-mail during the show after leaving the premises as he is unhappy that it is a children's production.  Nevermind the fact that this is a pre-professional studio.  He explicitely notes that while the advertisement from which he buys the tickets states the children's ages, that our web site states the children's ages, that because it is in the fine print and not the biggest thing on the ad, it is misleading.  Well, gee, I thought it was kind of important for the biggest thing to be the show name.  But hey, what do I know?

What's epic is this.  He goes on to say that he does not even suffer through his nieces and nephews performances, much less stranger children.  He would not pay $2 for a children's production, much less the $20 he did pay.  That he would go to a Caps game, but was only doing this for his wife - yet when he found out that it is children, he made them leave.

Well, this sounds like a gem of a man.  Certainly one I'd want to be married to...

Anybody else kind of glad he didn't sperminate his wife?