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07/13/2002 Entry: "Free movie ticket and a soda from a beautiful woman."
A very beautiful woman gave me a free movie ticket and a soda this evening !
I went to the 6:40 show of "13 Conversations About One Thing" at the Shirlington Cinema, and there was a women in line fidgeting about. I figured she was waiting for someone who was late, or that and the line was moving very slowly. A lot of old folks paying with credit cards. The people in line behind me in line were particularly annoying - talking about how they were going to have to go into real estate now that the market had tanked. I'm sure they were making me fidget as well. But I digress.
Back to the woman. She finally turns to me and asks if I'm alone! I say yes, Turns out she's got a free pass, but it's for two tickets. They are a perk from her job. What was I going to see ? Turns out we were going to see the same thing. (Not really surprising - only 1 movie scheduled for around 6:40) Do I want the other ticket ? Sure I say. Can I pay you for it. No. Can I buy you popcorn or something. No she's covered there as well. The free pass gets you a medium popcorn and two drinks. I get one of the drinks as well. Now I'm pretty much caught off guard. I say something lame like "I think I should be doing something..." She says "Enjoy the show !", and goes off into the theatre.
I buy my own popcorn, and by the time I get into the theatre, the only aisle with seats left was hers, which was a little awkward. The movie itself was pretty good, but very depressing. But that really didn't matter because of the whole free ticket/beautiful woman buzz going. It actually worked in with the movie in a strange way I'm not witty enough to explain. I glanced over at her a few times, and she seemed to be enjoying the film as well, learning forward, very engrossed, still fidgetting a lot. If someone stood this woman up, that person is an enormous staggering fool. A pox upon them !
The movie ended pretty abruptly and I made a beeline for the restroom, and didn't get to see her again. Not that I would have pressed my luck by trying to buy her dinner or a drink or anything like that. The moment had passed.
So still this opens up a whole Borgessian exercise. Now when I'm watching a movie, I can imagine what if it would be any different had a beautiful woman given me a free ticket to see it. For instance, Amelie, already an excellent movie, would have been immensely more amazing had the whole ticket thing happened there. On the othe hand, Rushmore would have been much less enjoyable. A lot of movies would have been a lot more bearable had I not had to pay for the ticket....
So if by any chance of fate the beautiful ticket woman ever stumbles across this entry, thank you again. You gave me more than just ten bucks worth of entertainment - you gave me a whole new way to experience movies !
