Two tickets to patience

Working the box office at my theater meant all kinds of trouble.

We worked on computers known as POS’s. I believe the technical name for this is a point of sale, which makes sense. But the other kind of POS was better fitting.

They were dated a bit, as most things are, and would occasionally glitch so bad they had to be restarted. This meant waiting longer than the customer standing there wanted to wait.

On normal days, we would just have one person working box because we had a fleet of screens for people to work themselves.

These worked only slightly better than the POS stations.

Between receipt paper running out and machines freezing and people trying to put cash into the card slot, whoever was working had their hands full.

The real fun came with the folks who thought they could sneak into shows or that we would let them into those rated R films.

If you’ve ever been to a theater to see a rated R movie or ever plan to, bring your ID. I don’t care how old you are, just do it. If you’re in high school or below, remember to bring a parent or someone at least in their mid-twenties with you to see the show, too.

If you don’t do these, don’t get mad if they say you can’t see the show. And remember it’s not the person in front of you trying to keep you from seeing it because they’re out to get you. It’s probably company policy.

And what have I been saying from the start? They probably don’t make enough to deal with a customer meltdown anyway.

I don’t know if anyone is liking this movie theater series or not, but I hope you learn something from them. If you get a laugh out of it, even better. See ya next week!