Night at the movies
I saw Ghostrider with a few friends. Yes it’s horrible, I knew that going in, and I felt filthy on the way out.
However as I’m getting popcorn, there were a pack of girls infront of me. One gets her popcorn then promptly faints banging her head against the counter.
Her friends handle it non-chalantly explaining she has low blood sugar. Ok, so the counter-girl being nice hands the fainter a soda. It’s my turn to get my bucket of oil and salt, but no. One of the fainter’s friends cut ahead of me. Leaving that poor girl to stumble into the theater by herself.
To add insult to injury she was a little picky with the popcorn “oh no I don’t want the bucket, I want a smaller one, that’s too small. Oh ok. Can I get more ice, are you sure it’s diet?”
