Monday, 30 June 2008

I blame the "general public." Who are they anyway?

I have made an amazing discovery! I am against all previous conceptions not a misanthropist after all. I like people. Well some of them. I am still deeply sceptical of most. Hence it is most people I dislike, that leaves a few and they make all the difference in the terminology.

By the way I am pretty sure that working box office shifts in a multiplex can turn even the last "a person I don't know is just a friend I haven't met yet"-dellusionist into a more realistic judge of human potential. After being shouted at for sold out performances, age restrictions and broken computers extensively in this life, I am not fussed by that anymore. What is more depressing is being told off for showing films that aren't English. Honestly, the next time I hear the phrase "I'm not coming to the cinema to read" I might just get up and leave. "Why would they speak French? Surely they speak English and only the subtitles are in French otherwise it wouldn't make any sense" someone said to me yesterday with the sound of utter despair over my apparent stupidity in her face. I don't know, maybe it is me but I find it more unlikely that a French film would be shot in English and then subtitled for its home audiences. But what do I know? On an other occasion I was told that Mongolian is not a language and that I should just shut up. Ah well. So far I have kept my composure, smiled a lot and said "so sorry, okay then, bye bye" quite often. Unlike the colleague to my left who jumped up shouting "we don't use that sort of language here!" yesterday and started chasing some difficult looking teenage boys up the escalators.

Right. Now I have forgotten who the people are that keep my belief in mankind alive if only on a little flame. Reading Jeremy Dyson's short stories in my breaks helps. Reading an article about Tesco in the Oberver does not, Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall however does. Oh and that woman who came to my till with her two sons asking me what the film Teeth is about did. "HULK" she screamed after I told her "We're seeing The Hulk boys, no discussions!"

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