Whoops I did it again
These holidays are short as I find most are, I get annoyed with all the laying around, life’s too short and I need to drag up some energy from somewhere. Days spent, reading, socialising and not much else. My bones are aching, the food and alcohol that pass my lips are making me very lethargic. Yes I know no one forced me.
I am losing count of the nana naps I have had, I am restless, which is a good sign that I along with many others are recovering from the slog of Monday to Friday weekly work, hopefully enough so that come Monday we will be ready and able to join the usual rat race of the working week. I keep repeating to myself that work is good, which it is, ($) otherwise lazing at home I will turn into an enormous blob and feature on a series of Dr Who as some monster that they will have to hunt down and kill.
There is a movie that I was a bit desperate to see on the big screen, ‘The Hobbit Battle of the 5 Armies’. Surely I am thinking a must see on a large screen, (No I don’t have a theatre screen, shame don’t you think?) I’m looking forward to the battle scenes, the costumes and the words that will tumble out of the hobbits mouths. An odd sentence will be rubbish, most will be great, and I can recall one sentence which I am sure had an oops moment.
I tentatively sounded friends out about going to see the movie and this is what I got
- Costs too much
- Too many rude people
- Need to go to the bathroom and I can’t pause the screen
Okay so clearly I am on my own here
So friendless Rae thought to herself, I am not missing out, I am not going to cave in I am going alone again. See I’m not proud am I?
As I was getting ready, Michael looking at me sideways asked,
‘Where I was off to’?
‘Do you want company’
‘Not particularly, you won’t enjoy it and then you’ll complain’
I’d rather go by myself if I’m honest as he will spoil it for me, I will ask him if he liked the movie as you do and he’ll pick it to bits, then I’ll get upset and so on (Been here before). Michael would happily play with his car which is in fact exactly what he did. He was happy and so was I.
Going alone for me is nothing new
Once I was in the wrong cinema and didn’t realise till the movie started so I high tailed it out of there and managed to not miss the start of my movie, seriously I don’t know how I did that. Read about that debacle here
The second time I went by myself someone was in my seat, now that you are given seat numbers I didn’t want to be sat in someone else’s seat so I made them move on. Bad sport I know, so wish they would delete that stupid rule.
This time I walked in, it’s dark but managed to find my row
I asked a couple if I had the right row?
‘Yes’ they said, ‘But people just sit anywhere’.
Oh great here we go again.
A family was I had a hunch in my seat, so I thought I’m not going to disturb them and embarrass probably myself and their children so as I sat down, one of the family looked at me sideways, I slinked into the seat next to her, took a sip of my coffee, smelt good, I had a couple of rum balls that potential possible future son in law had made for Christmas, note that we are still eating Christmas leftovers, so spoilt and yes I did share and threw leftovers into disposable containers and distributed fairly and evenly, I promise.
I sat there for a few minutes thinking surely I have got it wrong, I am after all known as the one after who can’t make her way out of an open paper bag, find the correct allocated seat or turn in the right direction, plus it’s dark and the theatre is half full.
I looked left then right and the numbers didn’t make sense
When I bought my ticket I asked the girl if there were many in the theatre.
‘No’, she said, ‘It’s quiet today’
‘Could you give me a seat alone out of way’
‘I’ll put you in the middle on the side’
So in my mind I was thinking back on that conversation, she seemed like a lovely young girl surely she hadn’t wronged me, it has got to be me.
I looked at the numbers on the seat on either side of me, realising that despite the fact that I thought that family was in my seat, I was in the right row but on the wrong side of the theatre. (SORRY) I know I did it again IDIOT is stamped on my forehead.
I hightailed it out of that row and found my spot, that had me all by my self, bliss. I am also thinking by now that the people who were surrounding me before, thought I was maybe a bit precious, well they are not wrong, I don’t want to spoil my image.
A few minutes later, an older man (by himself, see I am not the only one with no friends) entered and ticket in hand sat in the seat I had vacated.
Lucky escape for me cause he would have chucked me out, I know I would have.