As I mentioned in my last blog I experienced something I’d never seen before. Follow me children as I begin my tale. It all started on Christmas night. Me and my friend went to see
Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. I don’t like leaving the house on Christmas. Everyone is still crazy and looking to take out the fact that they hate their family on unsuspecting victims. We headed to
The Grove over by
Farmer’s Market and got the last of four tickets available. We skipped on getting snacks and head into the theater.
I have to point out that a few months ago The Grove started doing like
The Arclight and having you pick a seat before heading in. As soon as we fucking get inside an usher tells us “
Its going down, ni**a! Every man for himself!” They didn’t really say that though they might as well. “
Its now first come first serve.” So why in the hell did we pick seats then? We head to our original seats anyway and naturally they are taken.
