Pay It Forward-Super 8 Movie leads to Super Frustration. Last night Drew and I went to the movies. We hardly ever go to the movies. It's expensive. We eat too much popcorn. We have a large, rather costly tv at home that we paid a lot of money for so we can sit our happy butts on the couch and watch movies. And lastly, well, the inevitable is bound to always happen but I'll get to that in a minute.
Groupon, however, recently offered a special where you could get two tickets and a large popcorn for like $13. Drew went ahead and bought two deals as he knew the summer was approaching and there was bound to be some good movies coming out. After battling it out over whether to go see Hangover 2, Super 8, or Green Lantern, we inevitably decided on Super 8 and off we went. As usual we finished half the tub of popcorn before the movie started. No big shock to us. And as usual, there was that group. Again, no shock at all. And we just happened to be the lucky ones sitting right next to them. Y'all know exactly who I am talking about. The group that refuses to shut up. The group that is talking loudly. The group that is playing on their cell phones. The group that just flat out has no respect for the other patrons who have come to see a movie.
Now, I don't know about you, but I do not have money to waste on a movie just to go and do everything BUT watch it. Normally in my mind I usually think to myself, "if I ever give my child money to go see a movie and I find out this is how they behave in the theater, so help them..." The ultimate frustration with this particular group is that there was a parent figure with them and she was just as loud as them.
Since no one else in the theater would say anything, I took it upon myself to ask them to please be quiet. That was once. Twenty frustrating minutes later I asked them again, very nicely, if they would please be quiet. A few "shhhhh"s came from the rest of the crowd. Drew, well, he asked them a third time if they would please, for the love, stop talking. Nothing was working.
I was completely frustrated, completely unable to watch the movie as my mind's focus had shifted away from the movie in the process and onto every noise this group was making. After 30-45 minutes of not being able to follow what was going on, I took it upon myself to Pay It Foward to every other person in the theater by getting up and going to get the manager. I will be the first to admit there was a little Pay It Forward in this one for myself as well. I had just had it. I managed to maintain my composure and never get rude with the group but once my polite efforts, and the efforts of the rest of the theater went completely ignored, I had to do something. The manager came and asked them to turn their phones off and be quiet or they would be asked to leave. Just to make sure there were no issues for the remainder of the movie, moments later an employee came in and stood at the bottom of the stairs to moniter the theater. We finally got to enjoy the rest of the movie. Afterwards, a lady caught me outside as we were leaving and thanked me. She said she was about a minute from getting up herself to go find someone. Ok couch...you win again. Eventually we're gonna learn our lesson and just quit trying to go see movies in the theater altogether!