My Power Rangers 2017 Story
So I just got back from seeing the new Power Rangers movie, and I plan on writing a review for it sometime this week (spoiler alert: I liked it). My friend and I sat in the same row as a family, and a handful of their kids would periodically get up and leave to go to the bathroom (I overheard one of the parents mentioning an upset stomach) and they had to walk past my friend and I to leave. This happened about three times during the movie, maybe more. Honestly, I didn’t mind. The theatre I was at had really wide rows so I barely had to move to give them enough room. And even if I did, it was still no big deal.
However, once the movie was done and the credits were rolling, the dad tapped me on the shoulder. Now my heart sunk at first because I was periodically squealing during the movie (particularly the zord scene) and I had thought I was doing it quietly to my friend. So I thought I was about to be chewed out for making noise during the movie, but instead he pointed to my blue ranger t-shirt and said, “I can tell you’re a fan, and I’m sorry that my kids kept having to walk past you. Let me buy you a ticket to another show.”
I thanked him profusely, but I politely refused and assured him that his kids were fine and I didn’t miss a thing, which was true. And don’t get me wrong: I don’t blame his kids for needing to go to the bathroom or not feeling well, and I hope he doesn’t either (though he seemed like a nice guy so I’m not worried about that). But that being said, I found it very touching that this complete stranger cared so much about my enjoyment of the movie that he offered to buy me a ticket. Especially in today’s day and age. So in the off chance you’re reading this, Power-Rangers-Movie-Dad: Thank you for your unsolicited and extremely kind offer. You reminded me that there are still good people in the world at a time that I needed to be reminded of that.