Today I went to see Little Miss Sunshine. It’s pretty much the definition of a dark comedy which touches on such subjects as homosexuality, suicide, child beauty pageants, drug abuse among the elderly, and Proust scholarship. But this isn’t a movie review. This is a thank you letter.
As I was leaving my house I gave a quick shout up to Tom for some cash and got the standard, “I don’t have any money.” Since I wasted my CVS candy shopping time playing computer games I only had $11.00 in my wallet for a ticket, soda, and popcorn. It’s 2006, $11.00 ain’t gonna cut it.
After paying $6.75 for the ticket I had about $4.00 left for snacks. I asked the teenage summer job workers how much for a small and a small (they totally knew what I meant) and said it would be six something. The popcorn boy asked if I wanted butter (it’s real butter – remember Carrie?) and I said, “Wait, I don’t have enough money.” It must have been his last day before going back to school or something because he’s like, “We’ll just take whatever you have, butter?” So they took my $4.50 and said enjoy the show. And I did.
Thanks Spectrum!
You shouldn’t be thanking the Spectrum. You should be thanking the teenager for not giving a crap about his job. He could probably get fired for that sort of thing!
The popcorn boy was a good boy and a good businessman. They make a boat load of profit margin on the popcorn, so taking a little less wasn’t going to kill them. And Liz, you have good memories about that little act of kindness – you’ll keep going back to the Spectrum just because of that popcorn boy even after he goes back to school.
Wow, Paul, you sure thought that one through. I think just the popcorn is enough to keep Liz going back; they make good ‘corn.
Just that I own my own business, so it strikes a cord. Every now and then someone comes up a little short. I give them a pass, they walk away smiling, and so do I. Never been to the Spectrum, guess I’ll have to try out their popcorn. Ya ever notice about popcorn, it is so yummy, you can’t stop eating it..
I make the best popcorn. And it’s true, even if I’m not so hungry, and I think I’ll save some for the next day, there’s never any left over. Ugh, now I really want some popcorn.
I had some last night while watching TV. What’s your favorite method, hot air popper, microwave, old fashioned pan on the stove?
Pot on the stove; a little oil, a bit of salt, a lot of deliciousness.
When I went to see _Truth or Dare_ at the Spectrum, I spilled my delicious corn all over the floor before the previews even ended (or started…)! I am a popcorn lover, so this was very sad. I went out to get more. I went to a different popcorn seller to avoid embarrassment. But the original seller saw me and said, “Did you spill your popcorn?” I sadly shook my head, and the worker took pity on my misfortune and I walked away with a free top-up on my spilled corn. True story.
I have another funny story from that evening so long ago, but I will save it in case a more related post comes up.
Who did you see that movie with? That way I can figure out what the story may entail, so I can make up a related post.
In any case, I guess the Spectrum’s owners’ motto is the same as Paul’s (from Citizen’s and Paul Simon): Keep the customer satisfied.
Upon hearing about my po’corn spillage, my companion said, “I’ve HAD popcorn before!”
Ha! OK, now I know who, but I don’t know the other story. I like the popcorn story though. I’d never get my popcorn bowl magically refilled for me if I spilled it; no one ever makes it but me.