the fabulous cinema.

After seeing the movie Taken, I am terrified to travel to any foreign country ever again.I think I'm terrified to travel down the street, actually. In fact, I might just stay at my house and view the world through my window. Yeah, that sounds good. It feels so good to be at home, with my moccasins on and a cup of tea. Is there any way I can get paid to sit here? Cause I think I want to stay here the rest of my life. Or at least until work tomorrow.
I love when people talk and ask questions in movie theaters, like the fellow who was behind me and my friends Anne and Allyson tonight. Let's say his name was Frank.

Frank (during the previews): "Is that a hamster? It's a f*cking hamster. hahahaha. how funny. It's a f*cking hamster? Do you see that? f*cking hamsters."

Frank (during the movie): "Is that the guy's daughter? Wait, who is she? Why is he putting her in the car? Wait. Where did she get that jacket?"

I don't know, maybe you would figure it out if you WATCHED THE MOVIE. Glory be.

Sleepwalking

I awoke today to find my stack of library books scattered all over my floor. I'm terribly sorry, David Sedaris, for disgracing you so. This made me very distraught so I jumped up and stacked them again and put them on my shelf. I then decided to just start getting ready for work since I was already up, so I began to make my bed. While making my bed, I found the library slips with the due date on them, ripped up into a million little pieces and all mixed up in my blankets and sheets.
Conclusion: I am insane.

"Excuse me, do you have this in pink?"
"No, we don't."
"Do you have this, but without the mesh part, in turquoise?"
"No, the only colors we have are on display."
"Oh, okay, so do you have this same shoe, but maybe with some polka dots on the side, or with stripes, in some sort of greenish color?"
"NO."

I guess I don't understand people who ask me these questions because I am such a quiet shopper. When I shop, I want to be left alone, because if I have a question, I will come and find you. So I really don't understand why people feel the need to save their questions until I am ringing up a line of 5 or more people and the phones are ringing.

A man came into my place of work today with dirty clothes and a creepy look on his face. The lady I was ringing up became very nervous so I hurried up and helped her and then asked him if I could help him find anything. In a very business-like tone, he informed me that he needed to leave a message here and it was very important. So I humored him and gave him a piece of paper, because I wanted to see what he was going to write. Mumbling to himself, he scribbled:

"To number one mums. I will be at the liquor store in exactly a week from now. And this is wednesday. So I will be at the liquor store next wednesday. Have a good day mums. your son, __________"

He then handed me the note and said thanks and skipped out of the store.

p.s. Coraline is quite possibly the most terrifying movie I have seen in my life.