The first thing I wanted to do this morning when I got to work was go into the infant room and see Co-Teacher. Sorry, I don’t mean to confuse. Co-Teacher opens, 6:30am, along with another teacher, and spends the first two hours of her workday in the infant room. I arrive at 7:30(-ish) and try to quickly check in with her to see if any of our parents have called to say their child is going to be late or out, if any teachers are out, if we’re helping do lunch breaks, that kind of thing. This morning, I just wanted the scoop!!! Did she have a good time? What did she think of the movie? Had she been able to get a nap?
A very brief recap for those who may not have read the previous post: Co-Teacher has a very good friend who bought her a ticket for the midnight showing of Eclipse.
I think I was as excited as she was. Co-Teacher is a giver and I was happy that she was getting a treat. Well, she had only managed to get one and a half hours of semi-sleep. Zombie! They’d left at 8pm to go to Olive Garden to eat, then the mall for Eclipse t-shirts. Then, THEN!!! They arrived at the theater. Sort of…they had to park at the apartment complex about two tenths of a mile away…somehow, with fourteen theaters showing the same movie, they’d managed to sell more tickets than they had seats for. It got better from there…
Typically, I’m a defender of young people. Last night, however, a very bad impression was given, causing the stereotypical image of careless, thoughtless, and inconsiderate youth to be reinforced. Co-Teacher said all around them, people were talking, loudly-to each other, to people down the isles, on their phones…and when comments were made, they got louder and ruder…
…and why would you pay a chunk of change for an evening ticket, only to spend the entire time texting on your phone? Or talking on your phone? Apparently, it was so bad that at one point, ushers were telling
viewers people who’d rented the seats that if they didn’t stop, they were going to be escorted out. One person, Co-Teacher said, was actually standing in the aisle, arguing loudly to someone on a cellphone about some disagreement. WARNING: LANGUAGE!!! WTH!!! Are you serious? Are people that selfish and inconsiderate that they’ll bring their private arguments/spats/fights into a movie theater where lots and lots of people are trying to watch a movie they paid $9 to see? AAARRRGGG!!!!
Co-Teacher and her friends (a group of four went), along with others in their row, eventually had to turn around and tell the people behind them that they needed to quieten down because they literally couldn’t hear the movie. When the movie was over, said people actually threw their trash at one of the friends!!! OMG!!! Sorry, someone would have been bailing me out of jail. Un. Bee. Leeev. Abull!!!
Hopefully, in the next week or so, she and I, along with our usual group from work, will be able to go see the movie. Maybe by then, some of the furor will have died down and the people will be more mature and thoughtful…
Honey and I went to see something, maybe the last LOTR movie and a similar thing happened. A group behind us kept talking. Loudly. Honey and I moved. If you can believe it, it got worse. He’s much more calm than I am. After turning around and asking them to please be quiet, to no avail whatsoever, I walked out. I met the manager, complained, got a refund, and went shopping until the movie was over. That kind of inconsiderate behavior makes my blood boil.
How about you? Any bad movie experiences?