On Saturday afternoon, my bro and I went to the dollar movies together. We arrived a few minutes late, and the line to buy the tickets was long. Quentin got in that line, and I got in another line to buy a drink. His line moved much faster than mine and by the time he'd gotten our tickets, my line had barely budged. But, I was determined that I was getting a soda. I told him I'd meet him in the theater in a minute.I seriously waited in the line for 15 minutes. For those of you who are familiar with Northpark, you'll know that they're a little more lax on customer service than the high dollar flicks. I know I should have just gotten out of line and gone into the movie, but you know how it is when you've invested time in something? You can't just wait in the line for 10 minutes and then leave without a drink - that makes all of those 10 minutes a waste!
After much anticipation, I got my cherished soda and entered the theater. It wasn't all that great of a movie, or maybe it was that I was seeing a girly kids movie (Enchanted) with my brother, so I just wasn't in the right company to be thrilled with it. But my soda was good, and so were the Reeses Pieces I'd purchased to go with it.
As I continued to enjoy my snacks while watching my mediocre movie, I saw a child headed down my aisle very quickly. I knew he was going the wrong way, because the movie was half over and there was no one else in our row for him to be joining. But, it turns out he knew exactly what he was after. He made a beeline to my drink and before I could stop him, he took a huge slurp out of it! I was shocked. I put my hand around the straw and said, "That's mine child!" He's slobber got on my hand as he guzzled away.
Then without remorse, the little bandit took off down another aisle to join his parents. Moments later, I heard a mighty belch coming from the row where the soda thief had headed. (I also heard a number of sickly sounding sneezes.)
Now, I'm perfectly fine drinking after Casey or little Colton once he's of soda stealing age, but I just couldn't bring myself to keep sipping on my pop after it had been slobbered on by a random kindergartner.
After the movie, I asked my brother if he thought the kid was confused and had somehow thought I was his mom and that the drink was his. My brother didn't think so. He just said that kids do weird things and that I should get used to it. Maybe so, but man it hurt to lose that hard-earned soda!
Now, I'm perfectly fine drinking after Casey or little Colton once he's of soda stealing age, but I just couldn't bring myself to keep sipping on my pop after it had been slobbered on by a random kindergartner.
After the movie, I asked my brother if he thought the kid was confused and had somehow thought I was his mom and that the drink was his. My brother didn't think so. He just said that kids do weird things and that I should get used to it. Maybe so, but man it hurt to lose that hard-earned soda!
8 comments:
that's crazy! where were that child's parents? i tell you, kids these days!
What a little turkey!! I'm so sorry you had to go through that! And in your condition! :)
Yeah, I'm with you... just wait... (always hate when someone begins with that) a few years from now you'll think "remind me why I thought we should make MORE of these people!" ...but it really IS all worth it - slobbery sneezes and all. (we don't call Tate "Chicken Water" for nothing!)
The thought of you going to see Enchanted with Quentin kind of cracked me up a bit. I saw Enchanted at the Norman $1 theater last week, too (with another girl). Apparently the Norman $1 theater's policy is to start all movies 5 minutes before their published start time. I was really irritated when I missed the first 2 minutes of Michael Clayton a few weeks ago b/c of their stupid policy.
Anyway, soda stealing kindergartners! Crazy! Makes for a good story, though.
That's hilarious! Hey, I loved Enchanted! Mediocre my foot. Still, sorry about your soda...weird
I am pretty sure I wouldn't have had as much patience as you...and I am sorry, but I don't think you have to put up random kids slobber in your drink. I don't think I could handle my own kids slobber in my drink. Our kids can drink after Jon maybe, because I couldn't deal with that...at least not at this point in my life. So, I think I would have gotten up after the movie (or maybe after the kid did that), and hand the soda to his parents. Tell them it was their lucky day and they get a free soda because you cannot possibly drink it now. And I think you could get away with it. Pregnant women can get away with stuff like that. Ah well, maybe next time. Sick me out!!!
I apologize to the fans of Enchanted if I've insulted their flick.
I really think I would have liked it better in different company. But the whole time I kept thinking, "I bet my brother is ticked that I dragged him to this movie."
Thinking of Quentin going to see Enchanted is still cracking me up!
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