Our most embarrassing moment: getting kicked out of the theater
We were sipping on our Coca Cola Icees and grabbing handfuls of popcorn, careless of the fact that we were a group of five girls making too much noise — when suddenly we saw two employees start their way up the theater checking IDs.
It was a hot summer day in 2015 and we had just come from swimming, eager to see “Ted 2,” which had recently come out. Sadly, the movie was rated R, so we knew it wasn’t going to be that easy to watch it.
As we were making our way up to the ticket stands, we decided on buying tickets for “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl,” a PG-13 movie, so we would be able to get into the cinema.
Once we got into the theater (there were no workers standing outside checking tickets), we charged our way to the back row, feeling as victorious as ever. Unfortunately, our success didn’t last.
Soon after we were asked for our ticket and IDs, and because clearly we were unable to pass off as adults, all of us were quick to admit that we weren’t 18. When the employees asked if anyone was there with us, one of our friends said that her 25-year-old sister was in the bathroom.
As she was telling her story, it was obvious that she was lying — the rest of us were looking around in confusion. To make matters worse, the two employees were laughing hysterically at the sight of our disagreement.
Walking down the rows of the theater, we could see adults turning their heads and snickering as they watched us being escorted out. In an attempt to avoid people’s eyes, we turned our heads to the other side. The shameful walk felt like it was never going to end.
Once we got out of theater, the two employees high-fived. Just by looking at their faces, we could tell that they were proud to have caught five middle school graduates trying to sneak into an R-rated movie.
In the end, we walked over to the other theater showing “Me and Earl and the Dying Girl,” the movie we originally bought tickets for as our backup plan. As we walked in, the movie had already started and we had trouble finding seats for all five of us.
If we ever go to an R-rated movie again, we should probably be 18 — or at least not act like vexatious and inexperienced middle schoolers.
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