Once we arrived at the theatre we got out tickets and our popcorn and drinks and went into our designated theatre after hearing the speech about how if he leave the theatre without our tickets we wont be aloud back in etc etc blah blah. We didn't get there late, we got there early. I always add time to the "start time" so it ends up later than advertised. I account the time for previews and stuff(which i must say, the previews time sure has shortened). We like to sit in the top row off to the left side(while facing the screen left side), and in the corner. We arrived and took our seats, not knowing we were going to see a pre-show within the audience before the movie started.
As we watched the theatre gradually fill up we saw a few different things. There were the uptight Hispanic girls in from of us, the over cocky Hispanic guys in front of them, the soccer team and their coaches, the obviously loud and easily annoyed black lady(didn't see her but heard her), and lastly the happy to fussy baby.
When we sat down there was this group of Hispanic guys, Id say they were in High School but im not sure which grade. Maybe sophmore or junior. They sat with their feet up on the chairs in front of them, throwing popcorn amongst themselves until a group of girls walks in. (those girls sat a few rows down from those guys on the opposite side of the theatre)
The group of Hispanic girls that came in Sat in the row directly in front of us. Now I wont lie, I am a very jealous girlfriend. I'll admit it I am. I didn't realize how much until this group of girls each took a turn turning around and looking at us(mostly at Yayo) with their "Oh i didn't know anyone was behind us" look. Then as their looks had begun to dissolve the girl sitting directly in front of me turns around and either gave me a mean ass bitch look or that was just how her face is on a regular basis. This group also felt the need to be photographers. Oh yes at the movies, they became photographers. Whether it was with their phone, or their friends phone, and yes folks even a camera or two they took about 20 pictures on each device. Now for every picture they took that blinded me half way i started to think about when Laina and i would go to the movies all the time. We would take pictures a little above our heads, especially if there was someone cute sitting behind us(Yes i'm jealous enough to think that's what was happening). They laughed and talked about the group of Hispanic guys sitting a row in front of them. They guys must have been listening because in unison as id they rehearsed they all jumped down a row of seats, and again in unison the girls all put their feet up on the chairs in front of them. Then we heard the conversation started by one girl asking her friend what time she had to be home. She said 9, and the movie started at 7:30 and was an hour and 40 minutes long. Good luck on meeting that curfew. Reminded me of when i was younger.
As the theatre began to get full a bigger group of about 20 girls all show up. They were very loud as they entered the theatre, talking about how they wanted to sit along the top row. They ended up about half way up and in the middle. After they scrambled to find their seats and decide who was sitting by who they began conversations amongst the groups of other people their age. About 5 minutes later their coaches arrive. An average looking female soccer coach, blonde in comfy looking wind pants and a soccer hoodie. The male coach followed her in, an average height white guy with a mister clean hair style. He looked like ex military but i could be wrong. She seemed as though she would rather be anywhere but there and he was having fun with it and cracked a few jokes here and there that made who ever heard it laugh.
The annoyed black girl didn't have any ones attention until the movie was starting and the audience was still in a medium roar of conversation and giggles. Once the movie started you began to hear the different ways to tell a group of people to hush up or be quiet. Don't start with the racial crap. Everyone know the loud black chick at the movies when you hear her. She was very persistent throughout the entire movie on shhh-ing people and making it known she wanted them quiet.
Throughout this movie, a great movie i'd say, the parts that scared people caused massive screams, and then laughter. I'm not sure why they laugh. Are they laughing at themselves for being scared enough to scream? Either way once the laughing began the loud black lady right on cue began shh-ing people and the be quiets began. All fine and dandy.
Towards the end of the movie, the last 20 minutes or so, you heard a baby. A BABY! Now my first question is, who in their right mind brings a baby to a movie like that? First we heard the coos and baby noises. Not to loud or continuous just a noise here and there. But once the baby started getting fussy, there was a problem. I don't like having kids get fussy and half crying or full on cry while im at the movies. I was a little aggitated when the parents of this fussy baby didn't leave, they waited out the last 30 min. Don't stay in a theatre if you baby is fussing and Don't bring your baby to a movie like that.
Being at that movie and seeing the high school girls and the high school guys, the young kids there with chaperone and the kids there that were not going to meet their curfews, made me think about how long ago i was in their place. I realized how annoying i was at that age, and how dumb i feel knowing i was like that once. But then i start to think about ten years from now, it will be ever weirder. Am i getting old? things have changed so much and some things haven't changed at all. Maybe I am getting old, but i don't feel old. Maybe its just the changes that make me feel that way.
