A note to my local movie theater
Am I an ‘expert’ in theater management? No, but I have been in many different types of theaters, from small towns in Sanders County, to the Carmike and IMAX theaters around Seattle, WA. I won’t blame JUST the theater, but there’s a lot to be desired with the movie-going experience here.
The cost of food and drinks is ABSURD, especially for the giant boxes of candy that are 80% air and cardboard, and the stale popcorn that tastes like packing-peanuts in olive oil.
If the staff is not physically absent, then they usually are mentally. But I can’t complain too much about them because I never see any other employees outside of the ticket-booth attendant, the ticket-tearer-upper, and the one or two kids manning the snack shack. God forbid I actually see a cleaning crew or a few ushers.
Walking through the rows of seats is an adventure in itself; navigating around the sticky puddles of spilled pop from the previous night is like transversing a minefield while wearing clown shoes. So you manage to keep your shoes clean only to finally plop into a seat and feel something seeping into your right buttcheek. Very classy.
