The bestest day in a long time

It's almost 2am and I have to wake up early tomorrow for work but I made a promise to myself that I will blog about this now, so the euphoria of a great day's past would have yet faded into meh-ness.

I spent the former portion of the afternoon with my parents. After a stressful first week of school, I was more than ready to sit back and let somebody else take the bill for once. And my beloved mommy and daddy did - they took me shopping. =D It's kind of sad but I was ecstatic when they finally bought me a set of tupperware and a new thermos for tea. =/ Maybe it was just because it was from Ikea? Nah, that just made it a bonus... So after getting lost a million times and looking at their different jams and eating a truckload of fifty-cent hot dogs, I had to end the fun by going to work. Or at least I thought I did.

I worked on floor, cleaning theatres with Steph. I first realized my pessimistic attitude would turn around when I realized I was working with her. We talked about Band and Mr. Cho and bitched about who-knows-what. It was a relatively slow night, and we had a lot of time to just relax and walk around and chat with a bunch of people who were working as well.

But things were still exciting since most of our movies were 18A and hordes among horeds of underaged tweeners kept running around and trying to get into theatres they weren't allowed in. Amusing for us, since we always had the pleasure of catching them and kicking them out. It's not something I'd normally be comfortable doing. Going into a theatre mid-show and causing a big scene, disrupting the movie for everyone is not always a prideful duty. And big surprise, Ali proved to be our antagonistic comedy-relief of the night. He was ushering people into the theatres and he claimed a group of five kids ran into Final Destination when they had tickets for The Ugly Truth. Steph and I met up with Angela and we offered to cover Ali's post so he could walk them out, but he said
"Noo I don't want to kick people out. You guys do it." Okay.
So the three of us went into the theatre, looked around, and realized we didn't know what the heck these kids looked like, especially since everyone had their 3D glasses on. We walked back out and shoved Ali into the theatre. He came out and said
"Those kids are sitting in the top left corner. They're all sitting together so you can kick them out now. =D" Okay.
So the three of us went into the theatre, saw a group of kids sitting in the top left corner, and Angela and Steph trailed me with cautious giggles as I ascended the stairs and spoke to them.
"Hey, do you guys have your tickets on you?"
"Uhh yeah. Is there a problem?" It was an adult woman's voice.
"Ohhhhh.... um, so you're with those kids, right?" I gestured towards the curious looks of young children to her right.
"Yes. I was with them since we came in." We got the wrong people.
"Whoa, wtf those kids just ran down the stairs!" Steph whispered. And we all turned to see five kids burst down the stairs from the top right corner of the theatre. Peals of giggles erupted from her and Angela as they ran after them. I walked with my head hung in embarrassment, muttering apologies, for myself and the loud laughter and Ali's stupidity. Great.

After my break, Steph and I spent the remainder of the night cleaning ten theatres straight, one after the other. And most of the theatres were packed, with more disobedient underagers here and there, but we no longer participated in their consequences. Basically, we picked up garbage for a whole two hours, except we used no garbage bags. I was incredulous as Steph crouched down and placed every last piece of trash under the seats, so that they neatly fit without being seen. But it worked, beautifully, and we carried the same garbage bag around as if we always had a new one to spare. Added to this innovation, we found bag after bag of candy in the theatres, and we spent maybe a couple minutes after finding each bag just pigging out. It was a super bonus I never find during any other shift. But tonight proved to be super special so it makes sense. =]

Steph and I were given mutual duties after cleaning that were so incredibly easy that we finished an hour before our shifts were over. So to pass the time, we sat around in the pop-room eating candy and pretending to set more garbage bags. Other people from floor started drifting in and soon Mike came over. He sat beside me and started bragging to me about his finding in the theatre.
"Hey I've got a girl-lighter now. =D You know how it's a girl-lighter?"
"How..." And he takes it out of his pocket to show me, and for a second, it became the one thing I desired more than anything.




"=OOOOOOOOOO!!!1!!11!" was my reaction.








"Look how else it can light." And he turns it over and shines a Bat-signal-but-better sign against my hand and my heart was melting for it but I knew he wouldn't give it to me. He eventually did fork it over, heaven-knows-why, but only after a great deal of whining on my part and correctly guessing the color of Flower Cat's bow when he offered the lighter for the answer.

And that was the perfect end to a perfect day.

I'll be hoping for another as soon as possible.