I remember more than just a few times when going to the theater to see a movie with friends turns out to be
the most stressful situation I can socially face.
The one conditional that causes the stress is when among the group of friends there's that one girl I like.
Watching a movie ain't like hanging out at a friend's place or eating a restaurant; the seating situation
sucks real bad. With movie theaters being set up with rows upon rows of chairs, the only person I'll be
hanging out with for the entirety of the film is lefty and righty. Therefore, wanting to sit next to the girl
that I like becomes a priority difficult to obtain.
The bigger the group , the smaller the chance of my sitting next to her. My God, I remember the stress hitting
it's peak the moment we all walk from the box office and file into the theater. By the time we walk into the
long narrow corridor located at the side of the theater, it's pretty much set in stone.
Here is the worst case scenario, where the pink X represents the girl I like (I stereotype pink with girls)
and the orange X represents me (I like orange). What will end up happening is we'll go up the stairs and find
ourselves a row empty enough to accomodate for our numbers, and thanks to the efficient layout of all movie
theaters, we are forced into a neat, single file progression of taking our seats.
The order is almost never disrupted from the moment we walk through the doors, pass through corridor
of fate, to when we finally take our seats. It's as if it's some unspoken rule, where defecting from the
line is like breaking some cardinal sin.
On a side note, when the aforementioned lefty or righty is not the girl I like, it is often times the
annoying guy that I really don't like in the first place.
Continuing with this depiction, the end result is that oh no, the girl that I like is sitting a good five
peoples away from me. At this point, I have no interest in the movie at all and my night has gone down the
drain.
Tough, stressful times, those days. I shake my fist at the movie theater industry for making a major
contribution to an already awkward stage in life where hormones rage like waves during monsoon season,
otherwise known as adolescence.
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