Night at the Moview

A couple of weeks ago I went to see Night at the Museum. As I sat in the theater waiting for the movie to start I gave into the tempting advertisements for the concession stand. The concession stand line was really long and I almost went back to my seat, not willing to stand in such a long line, but my craving for Raisenettes was too much to ignore. I got in line behind a man with 7 kids; 5 girls and 2 boys. The five girls looked like they were 8 or 9 years old and the two boys didn't look much younger. The man was asking each of the kids what kind of Icee they wanted and trying to keep a mental tab of how many "brown" Icees and how many "red" icees he needed in all. Each time he finished asking however, he always had more or less than seven total. I observed the problem right away. The kids kept moving around and changing places so that by the time he got to the end of the group, he had either missed someone or counted someone twice. The situation was further aggravated by the boy at the end who never knew what he wanted, and kept asking for nachos instead, which apparently was not an option. At one point the man tried to make the kids stand in a line, however the girls were distracted when another group of girls about the same age walked by dressed like those trashy looking Bratz Dolls. The five girls in front of me quickly broke out of the line and formed a huddle where they commenced to say things like, "Did you see what they were wearing?" or "Can you believe they get to wear that much make-up?" Noticing the natrual male-female separation, the man decided to take two seperate talleys. He appionted one girl to figure out what all the other girls wanted. It took the girls a while to decide, mainly because they were still gossiping about the other slutty looking girls (and they did look slutty). The man kept having to redirect their attention to the Icees. As this was going on, one of the little boys was running around the man asking him if he could be in charge of what the boys wanted. Finally the girls decided on 2 red icees and three brown icees and boys gave their order, just in time for the man's turn at the counter. Clearly proud of his accomplishment, he stepped up to the counter and proceeded to ask for 3 brown icees and 4 red icees, however before he could even finish his sentence the guy behind the counter cut him off, telling him taht the Icee machine was broken. The man didn't say anything. He turned and walked away with all the kids trailing behind him asking why they didn't get any icees. I couldn't help but laugh. I hope that man learned that next time he takes 7 kids to the movies he should just get them all the same thing and forget about asking each one what they want.