I have a terrible obsession with menu signs that appear in old movies and television shows. I cannot help but be amazed at how low the prices were back then. I will be so busy fixating on the fact that a complete Swiss Steak Dinner cost only 65 cents that I will miss key dialogue and lose track of what's going on in the story. Complete dinner? You mean, I get the swiss steak along with salad, vegetable, appetizer, beverage and dessert all for 65 cents. Wow, that's terrific! Wait, I forgot, what I was talking about again? See what I mean, it's a bad fixation. Psychologists should give this disorder a name.