Pet Peeve: The Road to Ready Player One
Oh, guys. Seeing this movie turned out to be an epic effort, apparently. Let me give you guys the run down before I get into it.
My friend and I had gone to a dine-in theater a couple of weeks ago. Fine, good, whatever. We decided to actually dine in because, well, we wanted to eat. Everything was disgusting. I mean everything. Including the fucking beverages! I don’t know what happened. I took a sip of the soft drink and it was warm, kinda flat, and had a weird amount of ice in it. It had like 7 thin ice cubes that I think may have been put in after the soda was already in the cup. I stirred the ice around and my friend was like, “Does your drink seem weird?” I told him yeah and asked how his tasted and he said the same. He figured it had to be
something when he saw me stirring mine.
The chicken *smelled* disgusting. I tasted it anyway, but as one might guess, that was a mistake. When our waitress/server lady came back she saw that our plates were completely full. She asked was everything okay. We told her everything was disgusting, but my friend said he would pay anyway because we had ordered exactly what we had received. I asked if she would mind just giving us a popcorn since we didn’t like any of it and getting a refill on our drinks. She said okay then NEVER came back. That pissed me off so fucking much that I took the survey and complained on the website. I’m at a crotchety age and I’m so sick of big businesses getting my money while giving me sub-par service.
something when he saw me stirring mine.
The chicken *smelled* disgusting. I tasted it anyway, but as one might guess, that was a mistake. When our waitress/server lady came back she saw that our plates were completely full. She asked was everything okay. We told her everything was disgusting, but my friend said he would pay anyway because we had ordered exactly what we had received. I asked if she would mind just giving us a popcorn since we didn’t like any of it and getting a refill on our drinks. She said okay then NEVER came back. That pissed me off so fucking much that I took the survey and complained on the website. I’m at a crotchety age and I’m so sick of big businesses getting my money while giving me sub-par service.
I am
disgruntled with life and everything in it.
They sent me free passes, to see a movie at any AMC theatre, for any type of movie. I decided to use it for a big dog: an IMAX 3D movie. Ready Player One, to be exact. So, after work I stopped at my favorite Asian place in the mall, then headed up to get my ticket and see the movie. Getting the ticket took approximately 7 minutes because the young lady was new. No biggie, though, right? I got in the theater and the screen was black. No commercials before the previews, no previews, nothing. You guys know what a black screen looks like. Whatevs, though. Except not. Because after about 15 minutes a worker came to tell us the projector was down and a tech wouldn’t be able to make it out in time to fix it. They gave free passes (again) and offered refunds. I went to get my free pass refund and was sent all around fun town to get it. Okay, fine.
I decided to go to another mall, to pick up items I had shipped to the store, then go to a theater not far. I timed it perfectly. Got to that theater to see the movie in 3D only this time. (It happened to be the same theater that gave me free food and movie passes because of poor customer service from a previous visit.) Of course, this time the rep tells me that the movie doesn’t accept passes which should be impossible and also the listing did not say “no passes.”
I started to get a little angry. I looked up the movie time for the theater not far from my house, but the movie is more than 2 hours and it was starting at 9pm. I thought and thought about it and decided to go for it. Whatever. I have very little things that bring me pleasure. So, I went and I’m so friggin’ glad I did.
The 8:30 movie is the one I went to see.
This is another theater that actually says, "no passes."
I started to get a little angry. I looked up the movie time for the theater not far from my house, but the movie is more than 2 hours and it was starting at 9pm. I thought and thought about it and decided to go for it. Whatever. I have very little things that bring me pleasure. So, I went and I’m so friggin’ glad I did.
Oh my God. Boy, am I.




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