It was a regular Saturday evening and I was doing the theatre cleaning gig and had some downtime before the next show got out. There was a popular R-Rated movie playing in one of our back theatres, so we had to keep an eye on it to make sure people didn’t sneak in (I think it was 8 mile or something). Enter the group of 5 teenagers, 2 guys and 3 girls. They had tickets for some other god awful kids movie, and on their way down they all magically had to go to the bathroom (a common sneak trick). Seeing this, I went inside the door to the 8mile theatre and waited.
Lo and behold not 2 minutes come by when the group walks in. I ask for their tickets (now our tickets were more of a regular sheet paper quality than the normal card-stocky kind) and surprisingly none of them could find them. I tell them straight up I know what movie they’re bought tickets for, so they have to go there or get out. The lead a-hole, who has a small soft drink, just steps up, looks me dead in the eye and says, “Have it your way … oops, my hands are slippery” and just upends his cup which goes spilling all over the floor. “I guess you’ll have to clean that up now”
Holding back rage, I motion for them to get out and they start huffing and puffing that they’ll tell a manager that I did this and that. So finally I ask for their tickets or I’ll call security. They finally produce the paper stubs. I grab each ticket, ball them up together, put it in my mouth, chew and swallow. They just stared at me.
I then radioed my manager to call security because I had some unruly teenagers that snuck in and refused to leave. When the security guy comes with my manager, they are all explaining that I ate their tickets, blah blah blah. My manager looked at me, scoffed and kicked them out. The best part was that one of their parents paid for the tickets, so when they went by box office, my manager asked one of the girls if they remembered them … and of course they didn’t.
Kids got banned and couldn’t come back.
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