Single life in the cinema
Today I had to pay FULL PRICE at the cinema, even though it’s Orange Wednesday, because I was the third person. The third person out of three when the first and second are a couple does not get half price cinema entry. YOU CAN’T GET IN HERE FOR CHEAP, LOSER. NOBODY LIKES YOU AND NEITHER DOES YOUR LOCAL CINEMA.
Before my friends even arrived though, I had to stand around and look at the sweets/stands/television screens/floor/ceiling and pretend that I wasn’t a complete douchebag on my own in the cinema. I swear every single person there, besides the people on the tills, was part of a couple or a group. Bastards.
As a cliched first date type of thing and because of what I’ve just said, the cinema is not a good place for singletons like myself to hang alone. Just a warning. Sorry for saying the word cinema so much.
