On a rare occasion I will drive to a nearby town to view a current movie. I had been toying with the idea for some time and the opportunity presented itself last Sunday afternoon. Though I had arrived early I took advantage of the time to doze a bit, being the only one in the theatre at that time. Various people wandered in, settled and began munching their popcorn. The movie began, one I was most interested in, but somewhere shortly after, I fell asleep. My next memory is of a disembodied head floating just above my shoulder who said "ma'am, your snoring is upsetting the other patrons. Would you please leave and continue your nap in the lobby?" I was mortified. I glanced around the theatre but no one would look at me. My first thought was to leave but the Scot blood in me demanded that I watch the movie I had paid for so I stayed, bruising my thigh with continual pinches so I wouldn't fall asleep again. (I could just imagine myself being led out to the lobby to 'continue' my nap, with moviegoers walking by and my assigned caretaker quietly explaining that I had to complete my nap before I would be allowed to re-enter the theatre.)
The movie was set to end when I perched by the door, determined to be the first to leave and save myself further embarrassment. Upon reflection it wouldn't have mattered since no one would look at me anyway. It will be a long time before I go to the movies again. That was enough humiliation for me.
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I didn't tell on you this time.
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