>>72467544Funnily enough, I also just came back from a theater
Buckle up for incoming seethe greentext essay, though, because today was the most hilariously shit day I've had in months:
>Took a trip to a neighboring town to see the first three episodes of Season 4 of The Chosen with the old man>We would've watched it online but legal issues between Dallas Jenkins, Angel Studios and Lionsgate are preventing the creator from giving access>Meaning this is the ONLY way to watch the show legally, and without relying on pirates with ghetto-ass theater bootlegs>Had to delay an important appointment with gubmintshitters until next Tuesday to do so>We got there, thirty minute uber ride>Had to wait twenty minutes in the concessions line for them to serve like four people for some reason>Got our seats, waited another twenty minutes past when it was scheduled to start with nothing happening>Manager comes in and says it should be good to go in like ten more minutes>EveryoneClapped.jpeg>Five minutes later manager comes back>Informs us that they "lost" the show due to "technical difficulties">And that it would be another TWO FUCKING HOURS>And that she couldn't even guarantee that would be enough>NobodyLikedThat.tiff>I personally have worked as an usher at movie theaters before and have NEVER seen a fuckup like this>Let alone one that they only thought they MIGHT be able to fix TWO FUCKING HOURS LATER>Informs us that they're offering refunds to anyone who doesn't want to wait>Guy asks if they'll still be showing episodes 4-6 tomorrow and 7-8 the day after, gets told yes they will>But if they missed episodes 1-3 then what's the point>Get up to leave, head to front desk to get our shekels back>Refund line is enormous>Old man is tired, decides fuck it, he'll just dispute the transaction on his credit card>Well that was a massive waste of time>Head to local Applebees for cope consolation meal>I order a coffee>Coffee arrives, I mindlessly pick up spoon to stir in the cream and then put it in my mouth>Suddenly>WhyAreMyHandsSticky.ogg>The fucking spoon was dirty>What felt like a thin coating of chewing gum or something>Somehow all the way up and down the handle>Oh sweet God fucking kill me>Get a new coffee and spoon, eat our meal, at least the food ended up being okay>Same waiter who gave me a dirty spoon dropped a plate afterwards, thankfully it was over carpet so it didn't break>Get Uber back home, another thirty minutes>Wasted sixty bucks on ridesharing and fifty bucks on theater tickets that we'll now have to dispute>To waste a bunch of time standing in lines>Miss our only chance to see the show AT ALL for the foreseeable future>Due to the single most ass-numbingly retarded instance of "technical difficulties" I have ever personally witnessed>And contaminate my mouth with some stranger's AIDS particlesI swear to the almighty Kami-sama that on this day, Satan afflicted everybody at that mall with severe Downs' Syndrome and Foetal Alcohol Syndrome
including myself, so a bunch of anons can listen to me traumadumping like some woman
Okay greentext over, carry on chumbies
