I've been away doing outdoor film projection with the onset of the great weather lately, so I've been kept well away from the sucky customers. It's been fab, minimal stress, doing something I enjoy and getting paid to relax with a beer once the show is on. Sadly that all came to an end today, and it didn't take long for the SC's to pounce the second the doors opened today.
My first floor cover shift in as many weeks and they had to find me.
So a bit of background - I look considerably younger than I actually am. Call it the effects of working in the dark for a decade or so, but it has its faults. As such, customers often assume I'm younger and will speak to me like an awkward parent attempting to have the "talk" with their teenage offspring.
Here's how it all went down.
A man and his teenage son arrive at the usher station a little too early for their film. I tell them that the current film is still playing in their screen and they will have to wait outside until it's done. They say that's fine and sit themselves down nearby. All seems fairly good until I notice them both looking at me all conspiratorial like, and then talking among themselves. I have a few unusual facial piercings and tattoos on my arms so I just assume they're either approving or disapproving of them as often the customers do.
Until the father speaks...
Him: So you must be at sixth form college studying, right?
Me: No I graduated a long time ago.
Him: Uni then?
Me: That too.
Him: Did you get anything?
Me: *doing my best to resist sarcasm in 3...2...* Yes, I did as it goes.
Him: Then why are you working here?
Me: *A bit dumbstruck and feeling my restraint slipping through my fingers until....oh crap there it goes!* At least I HAVE a job. Not many people can say that in this city. I consider myself lucky.
Note: This kind of attitude annoys me more than anything. Most of the people I work with either have a degree or are studying towards one, they stay because it's a good place to work for, and because there are next to no degree level jobs going. Everything is taken and thousands apply when one comes up. So, needs must!
Son: Dad, stop being embarrassing!
Him: *goes beetroot red but stays silent*
Thankfully he had enough insight to keep schtum until it was time for his movie.
My first floor cover shift in as many weeks and they had to find me.
So a bit of background - I look considerably younger than I actually am. Call it the effects of working in the dark for a decade or so, but it has its faults. As such, customers often assume I'm younger and will speak to me like an awkward parent attempting to have the "talk" with their teenage offspring.
Here's how it all went down.
A man and his teenage son arrive at the usher station a little too early for their film. I tell them that the current film is still playing in their screen and they will have to wait outside until it's done. They say that's fine and sit themselves down nearby. All seems fairly good until I notice them both looking at me all conspiratorial like, and then talking among themselves. I have a few unusual facial piercings and tattoos on my arms so I just assume they're either approving or disapproving of them as often the customers do.
Until the father speaks...
Him: So you must be at sixth form college studying, right?
Me: No I graduated a long time ago.
Him: Uni then?
Me: That too.
Him: Did you get anything?
Me: *doing my best to resist sarcasm in 3...2...* Yes, I did as it goes.
Him: Then why are you working here?
Me: *A bit dumbstruck and feeling my restraint slipping through my fingers until....oh crap there it goes!* At least I HAVE a job. Not many people can say that in this city. I consider myself lucky.
Note: This kind of attitude annoys me more than anything. Most of the people I work with either have a degree or are studying towards one, they stay because it's a good place to work for, and because there are next to no degree level jobs going. Everything is taken and thousands apply when one comes up. So, needs must!
Son: Dad, stop being embarrassing!
Him: *goes beetroot red but stays silent*
Thankfully he had enough insight to keep schtum until it was time for his movie.
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