To be honest, I was really tired and had a couple of hours to kill ... so I wrote a postcard and then went to see 'Lawless' at the cinema. It was most traumatic. For some reason, I didn't understand a word the attendant was saying. Do you still call someone who works at a cinema, an attendant? Not sure. His words just seemed to melt together
- Could I have a ticket for Lawless, please?
- frontmiddlebackordoyouwantapremiumseatfortwopoundsextra [this is what I he inferred he was saying from a thorough analysis of the conversation on my journey home]
- Um, ... sorry could you repeat that?
- wouldyouliketositatthefrontthemiddleortheback
- Oh, okay. Middle.
- Seven pounds.
- ...
- Are you 18. It's an 18.
- I'm 27.
- Oh, right. We have to ask.
- Okay, ... thanks.
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