This pratfall happened long ago when I was a teen lad with my younger brother in upstate New York where we lived at the time.
We stood in line and paid for the movie tickets and stepped into the theater foyer. I nervously paced.
“Wait” said the usher.
I dithered and dawdled near the movie door entrance.
“Wait,” he voiced again.
“100 pounds,” I chortled.
“Wait,” he said again.
“100 pounds,” I insanely repeated.
The usher walked away.
Tom, my brother who was 3 ½ years my junior said “I think he means we are to stay here as the movie is not done yet.”
I felt an inch tall and wanted to crawl down into the floorboards and disappear!!