Every week my friend and I go to the cinema. It’s only a local cinema so as you can imagine it’s quite small and doesn’t always show all of the latest films. However, the prices are cheap and usually there’s just the two of us in the theatre as they don’t get a lot of trade so it’s sort of like our own private cinema, or at least that’s what we like to think.
Every single time my friend and I get to the cinema, my friend always makes comments to the proprietors in some way. Last week it was the fact that the coffee machine they have didn’t have as many options as the big multiplex in the city. A week before that it was a complaint over the fact that it wasn’t as good as the old cinema that used to be in the town. Every time he does it I feel incredibly embarrassed and have to smooth it over by saying something complimentary or trying to reword what he’s said so it sounds better. Here is an example. This happened a few weeks back now;
“Hey Pete, two tickets for whatever’s new this week” I say
“No problems guys, drinks and snacks too?”
“What do you think Jay?” I ask
“Yeah why not. Coffee and popcorn?”
“Cool, two lattes and to small popcorns please.”
“Coming right up guys.”
A few moments pass by as Pete prepares the drinks and fills up the popcorn boxes. He hands us both our refreshments and takes my money. As we stand there, the only other people in the whole cinema, putting sugar in our coffees, Jay pipes up.
“So, have you fixed that crack in the screen?”
“What crack?” asks Pete, the friendliest man you’ll ever meet
“Well, it’s not so much a crack but a crease of some sort down the middle of the screen”
“You can hardly notice it Pete” I interject
“I’m really sorry Jay, we’re a small cinema with a small budget and — “
“And all those seats at the back that are broken, doesn’t look good, does it?”
“What?” I say, overly surprised so that Pete knows that this is Jay’s point and not mine.
“Well we’re trying to revamp the place. They won’t be there for too long I hope — “
“There’s only so much you can do right?” I ask empathetically
“I try my best — “
“Yeah, of course you do,” I decide to try and lighten the mood, “don’t listen to him anyway, he’s just a grumpy old man before his time! Ha-ha” I end with an obviously forced laugh
“No I’m just say — ” Jay tries to continue
“Anyway, let’s go and take our seats shall we?” I stop Jay mid sentence, “What’s the damage Pete?”
“Each?” I ask
“No, it’s just five dollars what with you being regulars and all”
“Oh don’t be daft, make it twenty-five and take your wife out on me”
“My wife’s dead” Pete says with a desperate look on his face.
“Oh alright then,” Jay concludes, “make it ten???”