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Sunday, May 18, 2003
Yesterday sucked in a number of ways. Nothing serious...just pure suckness. I'll just go straight to the source since I have to get ready for work in a minute. Around 12AM when X-Men 2 got out...actually, 5 minutes before it was over...this old lady comes out and tells my friend (a co-worker) that there were people in the very back putting their hands up in front of the projector so that they could give the audience an annoying shadow puppet show. We have been getting complaint earlier, but everytime we would go in there and check it out, they would stop. And like all dumbass fuckers do, they continue doing it as soon as we leave - oooo, they are sooo smart! So the woman is prehollering (not quite hollering, but almost at that level) at a co-worker buddy of mine. She says why didn't we do anything about, why did we allow it to go on, are you people sure you know how to run a movie theater...you know, the usual. So my friend is cool about it; he tells her we did attempt to stop it from happening. If we don't see them doing it, than there's little we can do about it. We can't kick somebody out without any visual evidence of a "movie theater crime" taking place. We told her that you and everybody else in there should have kept giving us more info; they should have given us more goddamn information about this shit, and you people would have had a better experience. On top of that, she waits until the movie is over before actually complaining about it. What the fuck can we do in the last 5 minutes of the movie lady? Sometimes it's hard to tell who are the most ignorant: the people we kick out, or the customers who wait to complain when we can't do anything about it. So this lady is done bitching, and goes back in the theater. I assume she told her "husband" because once the movie was over, he storms over to where my co-worker buddy is at...and hollers at him.
Stupid Ass Man: Do you people know how to run a movie theater? These people were up there putting there hands up and ruining the movie for everyone. co-worker: Yes, we got a complaint from (he points towards the lady) that lady earlier. I'm sorry sure, there's little we can do after the movie is over. We had several people, including (he poitns to a cop) that cop over there to go in there and check it out. If we don't have any proof of this incident occuring, there's little we can do about it. Stupid Ass Man: Mr, that (increasingly louder, and getting closer into his face) lady over there is mY WIFE. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM? WHEN YOU FIGURE THAT OUT, YOU'RE GONNA REALIZE HOW BIG OF A MISTAKE YOU MADE. YOU'RE IN BIG TROUBLE. YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM! I was standing there watching the whole thing. I really wanted this co-worker of mine to ask "Who are you?" Who the fuck does he think he is hollering and threatening like that? This co-worker just stared straight ahead, and stopped noticing his presence. When this guy gets angry, he really gets angry...I'm so surprised he didn't cuss this customer out. I kept trying to see if he's alright...obviously he wasn't. He didn't respond to anything, but I could tell he was full of rage. He threw a pen down on the floor, and punched the fuck out of a wall. He paced himself to the manager's office, and went in. I'm just standing around making sure he's alright. He wasn't. This guy is one of the best workers here, the nicest towards customers, and he works his ass off every weekend. Yesterday, he had a 13 hour shift. I'm sure he didn't appreciate getting cussed out and getting labeled as a "bad worker." I walked him out...he didn't talk...he just gave me that "I'm sorry, I'm too pissed to talk"-look, so I completely understood. So what a great way to end a 10.5 hour shift for me, and a 13 hour shift for him. That is one stupid ass man. (Gonna wait until after the movie to complain...fuck you.) ¶2:44 PM e-mail me (0) comments (0) commentsBack To Blog top September 2002 / October 2002 / November 2002 / December 2002 / January 2003 / February 2003 / March 2003 / April 2003 / May 2003 / June 2003 / July 2003 / August 2003 / September 2003 / October 2003 / November 2003 / December 2003 / January 2004 / February 2004 / March 2004 / April 2004 / May 2004 / June 2004 / July 2004 / August 2004 / September 2004 / October 2004 / November 2004 / December 2004 / January 2005 / February 2005 / March 2005 / April 2005 / May 2005 / June 2005 / July 2005 / August 2005 / September 2005 / October 2005 / November 2005 / December 2005 / January 2006 / February 2006 / March 2006 / April 2006 / May 2006 / August 2006 / October 2006 / December 2006 / April 2007 / August 2007 / September 2007 / November 2007 / January 2008 / February 2008 / March 2008 / April 2008 /
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