Another Night at the Movies
I fired up the projector. It was time for the movie to start, and I’m the one responsible for making sure that happens.
For those who ask me about my job, I tell them that it’s okay. Granted it’s not the best job in the world. But I guess that one advantage of my job is that I get to watch a bunch of movies for free. No popcorn, of course. But at least I get to see the movie.
The movie is okay for a while. But try watching it 50 times. You will get tired of it quickly. The same movie over and over again.
The movie is now playing. This will be the last showing for the night. After that, I will be going home. It’s not easy working at this place, but at least the hours are good . If it were not for the hours, I would probably be working somewhere else right now.
Suddenly, I felt it. I had to go to the bathroom. With the movie already playing, I left and went. On my way out of the bathroom, I found a huge spill in the hallway. Someone took their drink and spilled it all over the floor. No one noticed the spill, so guess who had to clean it up? Yes. That would be me. I grabbed the mop and bucket and cleaned it up.
When I got back to the film room, I found out that the movie wasn’t playing properly. This was clearly evident from all the complaints I heard in the theater. With that, I just knew that this night could not end fast enough.
©2012 K. L. Walker