A few months ago I went to an afternoon matinee. Then I stayed and went to a second movie. I only paid for one.
When I left the second theatre, one of the employees said “Bye, have a good day.”
Guilt made me wonder if I knew I was there illegally.
I rationalized it.
I paid $8 for popcorn that probably cost them a quarter. I wasn’t taking up a seat that someone else had paid for.
I still felt guilty.
So yesterday, I went to the movies again. I saw two shows. Paid for them both. Overpaid for popcorn.
After I had paid for both matinees, I asked for help with my rewards card. They said they couldn’t do it, I’d have to call corporate.
Then I was irritated and wished I was getting another two for one. It served them right: Inconvenience me and I’ll get even.
So human. So wrong.
I’m glad I paid for both. I probably should skip the popcorn though. That’s robbery, pure and simple, and I voluntarily gave them my money.
Today I prayed for:
Benjamin Netanyahu, Liz, Paula, and Kathy.
Currently reading: Mockingbird, a portrait of Harper Lee by Charles Shields
Last movie: The Invention of Lying