Lessons learned in the movie theater.
So me and some of the menagerie went to see 300. It's a well put together film that carries itself with almost fierce determination towards its goal. It's spirit was a little refreshing, even with how the events turned out.
All of that is irrelevant to the most important part of all: the moral of the trip to the theater:
I am a douchbag for getting to the theater early, taking my seat, and not being able to read someone else's fucking mind.
We get to the movies, completely unplanned, after quickly making a decision and eating a great steak dinner. We reach our seats, get settled in, and generally make ourselves at home.
This group of like 10 people come in 5 minutes before the movie starts and sputter and cough over where they're going to sit. Actually, I have that wrong: 6 showed up, the other 4 were stragglers.
The first six sit and take up the rest of our row. We don't care, life is good. The next 2 come in and find a seat nearby...yay.
The last 2 come in, ask if some people could move (who couldn't), them finally settle into their seats right behind me.
The first guy (who didnt' ask if I could move, in fact, no one asked me) kicks my chair and says loudly, "I guess I'll sit here since SOME people are douchebags..."
I turn my head, look him in the eye and ask, "Can I help you with something?!"
He shuts up, looks away, and drinks out of his soda.
Yes, I guess I'm one of those sorry douchebags that makes a decision and gets my ass where I need to be in a timely manner. Not my fault you couldn't do the same.
Damn that movie was great.
All of that is irrelevant to the most important part of all: the moral of the trip to the theater:
I am a douchbag for getting to the theater early, taking my seat, and not being able to read someone else's fucking mind.
We get to the movies, completely unplanned, after quickly making a decision and eating a great steak dinner. We reach our seats, get settled in, and generally make ourselves at home.
This group of like 10 people come in 5 minutes before the movie starts and sputter and cough over where they're going to sit. Actually, I have that wrong: 6 showed up, the other 4 were stragglers.
The first six sit and take up the rest of our row. We don't care, life is good. The next 2 come in and find a seat nearby...yay.
The last 2 come in, ask if some people could move (who couldn't), them finally settle into their seats right behind me.
The first guy (who didnt' ask if I could move, in fact, no one asked me) kicks my chair and says loudly, "I guess I'll sit here since SOME people are douchebags..."
I turn my head, look him in the eye and ask, "Can I help you with something?!"
He shuts up, looks away, and drinks out of his soda.
Yes, I guess I'm one of those sorry douchebags that makes a decision and gets my ass where I need to be in a timely manner. Not my fault you couldn't do the same.
Damn that movie was great.