As it continues its incandescant run, the Public's staging of Twelfth Night at the Delacorte has become the hottest ticket in town.
(I was lucky enough to see it in previews, and I want Anne Hathaway to be my boyfriend.)
The line is getting longer every day, though, with folks gathering outside Central Park well before dawn.
This week people camped out in LA for mere proximity to the Jackson memorial. And this weekend, 7-11 is celebrating the anniversary of the Slurpee with a brain freezing giveaway.
So my question today is -- how long are you willing to wait for a freebee, whether it's a free cone or a little Shakespeare? What's the biggest wait you ever endured, and was it worth it?
Were told there would be cake.