What a lovely sunny day today was. Our city hit the upper 60s, the sun was shining and I was excited to see Mission Impossible 4 at the 2-dollar theater. What could possibly go wrong? Oh wait, where was I again? Forgive me if this is a little hodge-podge, I'm trying to type with a kitty laying across my arms.
So I go to the theater this lovely Sunday afternoon. Lot of people, lots of families and lots of kids. As in, lots of kids. Including a fussy baby. Dammit, people, I'm not going to suggest you keep your family at home, but at least keep them quiet. And might I suggest, a movie with gunshots and explosions may not be suitable for the wee one fussing in your lap. At least wee one fell asleep early in the movie. And I can understand, for I too enjoy snoozing to the soothing sounds of a prison riot on the big screen.
After the movie, I made a quick stop to the bathroom and while throwing something away, did the stupid move of standing too close to the door. *Bam* "Oops, soooorrrryy!* Don't worry, I'm not injured, just...ouch. And I should've known better.
I made my way to the exit. The exit consists of 2 double-doors. *Bam* Lady is standing in one of the doorways, chatting away. In the other door, 3 kids are jumping inside the door...then outside the door...then inside the door...then outside the door.... *Bam* Lady sees me waiting and shoos the kids away so people can, you know, exit.
Ah, what a beautiful day! Lookit that sun! Feel the warm weather! Ahhhhh...wait, is that a dog barking? Why yes it is! A cute little wiener dog that someone left locked in their car while they went and saw a movie. Granted, it was only 68F or so, but inside a car still gets HOT, there's no shelter, and the assholes didn't even bother to crack a window.
So I go back inside and find a manager. Who, I might add, clearly had no idea what to do with the upset woman complaining about a dog locked in a car. He tells me the movies are letting out now, so someone should come to the car soon. Well at least the dog didn't seem to be in too much distress. Is it wrong of me to hope doggie pissed on the seat?
So I go to the theater this lovely Sunday afternoon. Lot of people, lots of families and lots of kids. As in, lots of kids. Including a fussy baby. Dammit, people, I'm not going to suggest you keep your family at home, but at least keep them quiet. And might I suggest, a movie with gunshots and explosions may not be suitable for the wee one fussing in your lap. At least wee one fell asleep early in the movie. And I can understand, for I too enjoy snoozing to the soothing sounds of a prison riot on the big screen.
After the movie, I made a quick stop to the bathroom and while throwing something away, did the stupid move of standing too close to the door. *Bam* "Oops, soooorrrryy!* Don't worry, I'm not injured, just...ouch. And I should've known better.
I made my way to the exit. The exit consists of 2 double-doors. *Bam* Lady is standing in one of the doorways, chatting away. In the other door, 3 kids are jumping inside the door...then outside the door...then inside the door...then outside the door.... *Bam* Lady sees me waiting and shoos the kids away so people can, you know, exit.
Ah, what a beautiful day! Lookit that sun! Feel the warm weather! Ahhhhh...wait, is that a dog barking? Why yes it is! A cute little wiener dog that someone left locked in their car while they went and saw a movie. Granted, it was only 68F or so, but inside a car still gets HOT, there's no shelter, and the assholes didn't even bother to crack a window.
So I go back inside and find a manager. Who, I might add, clearly had no idea what to do with the upset woman complaining about a dog locked in a car. He tells me the movies are letting out now, so someone should come to the car soon. Well at least the dog didn't seem to be in too much distress. Is it wrong of me to hope doggie pissed on the seat?
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