(via)Last night Jared and I went to go see the movie, "The Family". The worst thing that always happens to me happened AGAIN last night. We bought our tickets and the theaters here have assigned seating, so when you're at the kiosk you pick out your seats. There was only 6 other people in the theater, we chose our perfect seats, center and almost to the top, I7 and I8. After knocking that task out of the water we went to the food court to get some dinner. After devouring a cookie dough shake we headed into our movie.
It's dark and the previews are running, we are looking on the aisles for the lit up "I", we pass F, G, H and ... I look up to see a crew of punks in my seat. Let me take a minute to explain I have horrible anxiety over getting in trouble. It doesn't matter if it was in school, at work, at home.. I HATE being in trouble and doing things that could potentially get me in trouble. Back to the story, there are only 6 people in the theater still and 2 of them are plopped right in our seats. Jared motions me to go back down the stairs. We get back to aisle G and Jared guides me to the wrong seats and proceeds to sit down. I start to whisper to Jared that I'm angry that those bleeper bleeps to our seats. He looks at me like I am crazy and tries to calm me down by saying no one is in the theater its fine. I rebuttal back by saying, "Correct, no one else is in the theater, why did they take our seats?!". After we were criminally forced to take the wrong seats, I was worried that every person that entered the theater was going to come confront me and make me move seats, thinking about that raises my anxiety 2 notches. I could barely concentrate on the movie, because I was so stressed out about being in the wrong seats. I literally kept my purse on my lap throughout the whole movie just in case we needed to escape in a hurry because the seat's real owners may show up.
Of course, no one ever kicked us out of our seats. I definitely glared at the inconsiderate people the whole way out of the theater and to their car after our movie.
You may be tough as nails and not get anxiety over sitting in the wrong seat at the theater, but please don't do it, because you'll ruin it for scaredy cats like me.
Do you have any amount of anxiety when you are doing something wrong?Or am I crazy...
