WARNING: This story is full of bad language and EPIC LULZ!
So, it was a Monday night and my boyfriend and I decided we wanted to give 30 Days of Night a spin. It got mixed reviews on rotten tomatoes and so we wanted to make our own review. We of course, made the mistake of going to the 10:30 showing.
We enter the theater and prop our feet up on the bar, since nobody else but us and about 4 young black people (important, for use of the N word to follow) in the last row. Everything seemed alright until the previews started.
One of the young men got on his phone "WTF IS UP MY NIGGA?! SHIT SON IM AT DA MOVIES RIGHT NOW BITCH WHAT A' YOU DOIN!?" loud enough for two theaters to hear. It irked me some, but it was the previews - I dont' care if people talk during the previews... usually. But then EVERYONE started talking and yelling about this that or the other going on in Trenton, cracking jokes about every preview that weren't funny as though there was nobody else in the theater. For instance, when a preview came on for a movie about some hacker, he was like HOLY SHIT SON WTF BE UP WITH DIS SHIT HE BE HACKIN IN HIS CAR WUT and for some reason the two girls would laugh so hysterically hard I was expecting the projector to break.
I whispered very low to my boyfriend "If they do not stop talking by the 2nd minute of the start of the movie, I will go get an employee." and my boyfriend nodded. As the lights went down, they rudely commented on the theater's no cell phone policy. "SILENCE IS GOLDEN SON!" screamed one. The other male yelled in reply "SILENCE IS GOLDEN!? SON BITCH I BEAT SILENCE IN THE ASS! FUCK SILENCE! I DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!" Which really pissed me off.
Now the movie is starting -- they seemed to be settling down, or so I'd hoped. That is until one of them started commenting on EVERY SCENE THAT CAME UP. As in if the camera angle changed, "O SHIT SON WATCH OUT FOR DA VAMPIRES" even though no vampires had come up yet, it was the first minute of the god damned film. This continues on and on until they are yelling at each other because they are talking so loud they can't hear one another.
So I did what any good and slightly annoyed customer would do -- I went out and got a manager.
"Sorry to bug you, but who do I see to get somebody to shut the hell up?" I asked with a slight smirk on my face. I knew this manager from previous visits, my friend from D&D used to work here. In response, she follows me to my theater and grabs a cop to come with her. They all settle down when they peek their heads inside, which give the cop an annoyed face as though I've bothered him somehow. Hey buddy, I'm not the one who asked you to come along. So the appearance of me being an asshole is here now -- it looks like i've just been a bitch and summoned an employee for no reason. She knew the game though.
About five minutes after the trio left, they started talking loudly again. I tolerated it for about five more minutes. During this time my boyfriend glared at them to see if they would get the hint. He then whispered to me in a very low voice, right in my ear: "Are they ever going to shut the fuck up!? This is a movie theater."
That's when they made the biggest mistake of the night.
We heared loud above the movie and everything else:
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU WHITIES WHISPERIN ABOUT DOWN THERE!? WHY NOT MIND YO' OWN FUCKIN' BUSINESS N' STOP GETTIN UP IN MY SHIT!" from one fo the males. The other one joined in: "YEAH SON FUCK YOU!" the girls egging them on. I peered up at them over my seat angrily.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU AND YO FAT ASS BITCH GONNA' DO ABOUT IT!? WE DO WHATEVA' WE WANT!"
Oh. Really? Fat ass bitch?
"YEAH YOU STUPID CUNT! FUCK BOTH YOU WHITIES!"
Oh. Cunt? I mean I'm white, but CUNT!? No.
I stood up in a storm of anger and turned around, shouting at the very top of my lungs:
WHAT THE FUCK!? DO YOU PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF SHUTTING THE -FUCK- UP IN A GOD DAMNED MOVIE THEATER, WHEN OTHER PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO ENJOY WHAT'S ON THE FUCKING SCREEN!? THIS ISN'T YOUR HOUSE!
Oops. Bad Pezzle.
They then responded in an anticipated fashion:
"CUNT WHAT YOU GONNA DO BOUT IT!?" shouted one of the males, the other shouting FUCK YOU FUCK YOU! over and over like I gave a shit. Then one of the chunky girls stood up "SUG' I WILL STRAIGHT UP FIGHT THAT BITCH! I WILL STRAIGHT UP FUCK HER SHIT FACE UP!" and she's all stomping her feet. Ooh. Scary. Don't mind the fact that I have ex-military sitting next to me, though he was trying to pretend like I wasn't doing anything so he wouldn't possibly involve himself in manslaughter. Which is exactly why I chose to act instead of letting him.
After hearing the call out I yelled up to her, fiery as hell: "IS THAT SO?" I motioned her on with my fingers and started walking outside "YOU BRING IT THE FUCK ON. BUT I'LL TAKE ONE OF YOU WITH ME." I heard her get up from her seat but she didn't move, so I started to walk outside. New Jersey law is a finnicky thing, so I decided against having a brawl without witnesses.
She stopped and said "Yeah you go GIT yo COP FRIEND YOU FUCKIN HO!"
So I did get my cop friend, and he did stand in the theater glaring at you for the rest of the movie, and he did escort you outside because you behaved after I called you out, you bitch. Very interesting how tough you are until I bring the law into the matter. My only wish is that you did attack me, so I could've shown you just what I meant by bring it on.
And how funny is it, that as they were walking out they kept their heads down and pretended like we didn't exist. Looking over their shoulders as though they were worried. Amazing.
Though, now I don't know if I can go into trenton for a while :\
So, it was a Monday night and my boyfriend and I decided we wanted to give 30 Days of Night a spin. It got mixed reviews on rotten tomatoes and so we wanted to make our own review. We of course, made the mistake of going to the 10:30 showing.
We enter the theater and prop our feet up on the bar, since nobody else but us and about 4 young black people (important, for use of the N word to follow) in the last row. Everything seemed alright until the previews started.
One of the young men got on his phone "WTF IS UP MY NIGGA?! SHIT SON IM AT DA MOVIES RIGHT NOW BITCH WHAT A' YOU DOIN!?" loud enough for two theaters to hear. It irked me some, but it was the previews - I dont' care if people talk during the previews... usually. But then EVERYONE started talking and yelling about this that or the other going on in Trenton, cracking jokes about every preview that weren't funny as though there was nobody else in the theater. For instance, when a preview came on for a movie about some hacker, he was like HOLY SHIT SON WTF BE UP WITH DIS SHIT HE BE HACKIN IN HIS CAR WUT and for some reason the two girls would laugh so hysterically hard I was expecting the projector to break.
I whispered very low to my boyfriend "If they do not stop talking by the 2nd minute of the start of the movie, I will go get an employee." and my boyfriend nodded. As the lights went down, they rudely commented on the theater's no cell phone policy. "SILENCE IS GOLDEN SON!" screamed one. The other male yelled in reply "SILENCE IS GOLDEN!? SON BITCH I BEAT SILENCE IN THE ASS! FUCK SILENCE! I DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!" Which really pissed me off.
Now the movie is starting -- they seemed to be settling down, or so I'd hoped. That is until one of them started commenting on EVERY SCENE THAT CAME UP. As in if the camera angle changed, "O SHIT SON WATCH OUT FOR DA VAMPIRES" even though no vampires had come up yet, it was the first minute of the god damned film. This continues on and on until they are yelling at each other because they are talking so loud they can't hear one another.
So I did what any good and slightly annoyed customer would do -- I went out and got a manager.
"Sorry to bug you, but who do I see to get somebody to shut the hell up?" I asked with a slight smirk on my face. I knew this manager from previous visits, my friend from D&D used to work here. In response, she follows me to my theater and grabs a cop to come with her. They all settle down when they peek their heads inside, which give the cop an annoyed face as though I've bothered him somehow. Hey buddy, I'm not the one who asked you to come along. So the appearance of me being an asshole is here now -- it looks like i've just been a bitch and summoned an employee for no reason. She knew the game though.
About five minutes after the trio left, they started talking loudly again. I tolerated it for about five more minutes. During this time my boyfriend glared at them to see if they would get the hint. He then whispered to me in a very low voice, right in my ear: "Are they ever going to shut the fuck up!? This is a movie theater."
That's when they made the biggest mistake of the night.
We heared loud above the movie and everything else:
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU WHITIES WHISPERIN ABOUT DOWN THERE!? WHY NOT MIND YO' OWN FUCKIN' BUSINESS N' STOP GETTIN UP IN MY SHIT!" from one fo the males. The other one joined in: "YEAH SON FUCK YOU!" the girls egging them on. I peered up at them over my seat angrily.
"WHAT THE FUCK YOU AND YO FAT ASS BITCH GONNA' DO ABOUT IT!? WE DO WHATEVA' WE WANT!"
Oh. Really? Fat ass bitch?
"YEAH YOU STUPID CUNT! FUCK BOTH YOU WHITIES!"
Oh. Cunt? I mean I'm white, but CUNT!? No.
I stood up in a storm of anger and turned around, shouting at the very top of my lungs:
WHAT THE FUCK!? DO YOU PEOPLE NOT UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF SHUTTING THE -FUCK- UP IN A GOD DAMNED MOVIE THEATER, WHEN OTHER PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO ENJOY WHAT'S ON THE FUCKING SCREEN!? THIS ISN'T YOUR HOUSE!
Oops. Bad Pezzle.
They then responded in an anticipated fashion:
"CUNT WHAT YOU GONNA DO BOUT IT!?" shouted one of the males, the other shouting FUCK YOU FUCK YOU! over and over like I gave a shit. Then one of the chunky girls stood up "SUG' I WILL STRAIGHT UP FIGHT THAT BITCH! I WILL STRAIGHT UP FUCK HER SHIT FACE UP!" and she's all stomping her feet. Ooh. Scary. Don't mind the fact that I have ex-military sitting next to me, though he was trying to pretend like I wasn't doing anything so he wouldn't possibly involve himself in manslaughter. Which is exactly why I chose to act instead of letting him.
After hearing the call out I yelled up to her, fiery as hell: "IS THAT SO?" I motioned her on with my fingers and started walking outside "YOU BRING IT THE FUCK ON. BUT I'LL TAKE ONE OF YOU WITH ME." I heard her get up from her seat but she didn't move, so I started to walk outside. New Jersey law is a finnicky thing, so I decided against having a brawl without witnesses.
She stopped and said "Yeah you go GIT yo COP FRIEND YOU FUCKIN HO!"
So I did get my cop friend, and he did stand in the theater glaring at you for the rest of the movie, and he did escort you outside because you behaved after I called you out, you bitch. Very interesting how tough you are until I bring the law into the matter. My only wish is that you did attack me, so I could've shown you just what I meant by bring it on.
And how funny is it, that as they were walking out they kept their heads down and pretended like we didn't exist. Looking over their shoulders as though they were worried. Amazing.
Though, now I don't know if I can go into trenton for a while :\
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