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* O o o.*..o.*..o.*..o. .net "Let's All Go *
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'Anada is cat-friendly..o*`
God, and people wonder why people working at McDonalds are beating
customers over the head with telephones, or getting into brawls outside of
Chuckie Cheeses. Its because people are stupid.
And I'm the one working at the movie theater. Don't get me wrong,
the theater is nice, four theaters, 1950's art deco, decent movies, $5.40 an
hour pay with medical and dental--yes you can laugh at me. But you see,
here is the drawback, it's Florida; you know that little fun fact of how old
people just get older in places like New Jersey and Pennsylvania? Well,
Florida is where they come to die--and take as much happiness in others'
lives with them.
I don't have anything against old people, believe me, I have all
intentions of being old. I respect old people who show respect to others.
I just lost my deaf/mute great-grandmother a few weeks ago--I respect the
fact that she lived up to the ripe old age of 96. What kills my respect is
when a little old lady shits herself from her seat, and continues to shit
herself up the hall, towards the bathroom, into the bathroom, and than
proceeds to leave it go onto the floor, wall, toilet, stall, anywhere else
she might of missed on the way there.
No, I don't mind that, I can understand bowel movements from hell.
What I can't comprehend is why couldn't she tell one of us she made a mess?
You just unloaded god knows what and now you're going to be dignified and
let us find out on our own once the smell hits us? I don't mind the fact
that I ended up wearing my work shirt as a makeshift nose guard, or the fact
that I still breathed in pure bleach while cleaning shit and sat outside for
half an hour nearly hacking up lung bits, or the fact that I did that
cleaning without proper gloves (little plastic porus nacho gloves are not
shit cleaning gloves). No. What got me, what reeeeeally pissed me off, is
the fact that the woman comes up and gives this knowing smile towards my
hacking self, and says nothing, absofraggingloutly nothing, nadda, zip, just
walks out. A smile on her face and a stain of brown on the complete back of
her little pink pants.
Do they do this on purpose??? Why??? And why the hell do they
respond to my hello with the name of their movie? I don't want to be
impersonal. But I don't want people telling me to smile. I hate that! I
don't want to fucking smile and that's what they want! The customer is
always right--bullshit! Half of the time the customer can't figure out what
fucking movie they want to watch.
That's another thing, why can't people look into what they might be
watching? Don't blame me because you didn't know Amores Perros had a scene
with a dog getting it on with a woman, or the excessive violence, or the
fact that it's spanish with english subtitles. DEAL WITH READING! You
won't get too far if you want to see Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon and you
dislike reading folks. No, it's always violence that sends the old out in
droves. "Ugh so much blood! Yadda yadda yadda!"
I nearly killed a woman who came out demanding a refund with only ten
minutes remaining of the movie. What, she sat through almost the entire
thing and than proclaimed "Oh my god I've been watching such a violent film
for so long--I must get my money back before it's too late!"
Damn you old people.
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