We can't tell you what to watch
So I work at a movie theater where we stop selling tickets in the box office an hour before the last movies start and just sell everything at concessions.
This old lady comes in, leans on the counter and with a hundred dollar bill in her hand, (which I’ll have to eventually tell her that she can’t use because we’ve had counterfeit bills lately)
Asks us what is better, “Indignation or Don’t Think Twice?”
Me and another employee both try to tell her that they’re both great movies, but it all depends if she wants to see a comedy or a drama.
Customer: What’s Indignation about?
Me: It’s about a guy that…*spoiler spoiler*
Customer: No. Okay what’s Don’t Think Twice about?
Me: It’s about a group of friends who…*spoiler spoiler*
Customer: No, that sounds terrible. Have you seen both?
Me: Yes, and I liked them both.
Customer: Then what should I watch?
Me: I can’t make that decision for you, mam. These are two completely different genres, so are you in the mood for a comedy or a drama?
Customer: Is Indignation really sad?
Customer:Would I like it though?
Me: *wtf lady* probably.
Customer: what’s it about?
Coworker: *trying to save me, he repeats the same explanation I gave before*
Customer gets annoyed: I don’t want to watch ether. What else do you have? I’ve been here twice this week and I’ve already seen that cowboy movie and that one with the singing Myril Streep.
Me: we have Equity, and War Dogs that you might be interested in.
Customer:what’s Equity about?
Me: About a woman who…*spoiler*
Customer: Ugh, no. What’s War Dogs about?
Me: It’s about these two guys * spoiler spoiler*
Customer:What’s Don’t think Twice about again?
My coworker just lost it by this point. He left the counter to laugh and go take care of someone else who was behind her and I had a hard time not laughing in her face.
This goes on for another minute of trying to calmly get her to pick something. She kept asking over and over what the movies were about and if I liked them and if she’d like them. Finally she got really piss at me.
Customer: its like you’re trying to tell me I can’t see a movie at all. Is that it, missy?
Me: *my best Mark Walberg voice* What? No! Mam I’m sorry to say it but I don’t know what to tell you. You just need to pick something and go with it.
She hands me the hundred dollar bill.
Me: I’m sorry to inform you of this but we can’t take hundreds anymore. We have had a counterfeit problem in the area and my boss won’t let me take them.
She shoves the cash away into her purse*
Customer :Of all the…how could you NOT take money! I got this from the bank. *she whips out her credit card* When this happens do you people have clients at all?
I’m trying to hide my smirk, while I take the card to swipe it.
Me: Yes, yes we do mam. *clearly, since you’re still buying the stupid ticket*