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Last Sunday, September 14, I had a dream about this guy Tyler that I used to mess around with. I had a mad crush on him, but he had a girlfriend (yes, this was a pattern with me). I haven't seen or talked to him in years.
Well, today, I was reading the newspaper and there was this special section on Harkins Theatres' 75th anniversary. Harkins is not the chain that I worked for, incidentally. They are the competition. And yes, over the years they've kicked my theatre's ass, because they're better at basically everything. But I digress. A lot of people from my theatre quit to go work for Harkins. I don't remember when and how Tyler left, but that's where he ended up, and now he's a big shot.
Tearing tickets in the early 90s? That was before he came to my theatre, though it might have been at a different location. He came to us as an assistant manager. Which isn't as glamorous as the title would suggest, btw; I was one for years as well. The pay was shit. Except at Harkins, which is one reason people migrated there.
Kinda weird seeing my old crush in the newspaper.
Anyway. Just had to record that for posterity. "I think I have ESPN or something." When I went back and looked at that dream (I've been logging them recently), I found that it also contained jedi_em asking me for Advil, which I happily gave to her. (?) On Wednesday last week a coworker of mine asked if I had any -- I had completely forgotten about that 'til I just looked at the dream. It's not like I dole out ibuprofin regularly, either. It's pretty rare. Could be just a coincidence, though, of course. Hmmmm.
Well, today, I was reading the newspaper and there was this special section on Harkins Theatres' 75th anniversary. Harkins is not the chain that I worked for, incidentally. They are the competition. And yes, over the years they've kicked my theatre's ass, because they're better at basically everything. But I digress. A lot of people from my theatre quit to go work for Harkins. I don't remember when and how Tyler left, but that's where he ended up, and now he's a big shot.
Tearing tickets in the early 90s? That was before he came to my theatre, though it might have been at a different location. He came to us as an assistant manager. Which isn't as glamorous as the title would suggest, btw; I was one for years as well. The pay was shit. Except at Harkins, which is one reason people migrated there.
Kinda weird seeing my old crush in the newspaper.
Anyway. Just had to record that for posterity. "I think I have ESPN or something." When I went back and looked at that dream (I've been logging them recently), I found that it also contained jedi_em asking me for Advil, which I happily gave to her. (?) On Wednesday last week a coworker of mine asked if I had any -- I had completely forgotten about that 'til I just looked at the dream. It's not like I dole out ibuprofin regularly, either. It's pretty rare. Could be just a coincidence, though, of course. Hmmmm.