Witness the power of blogspot.So I make some plans to go watch this movie with this friend who's always like "aww how come you never watch any new movies with me?" right? So I wait till 8pm then step outside. Take a cab from Chelsea to Union Square. I'm in a hurry. Also, sometimes if I walk across streets I feel I could fall down and experience an stroke or something. So I just take a cab.
I arrive there by 8:20. My expectation is that my friend has tickets for
'Inception' ready, and we can go into the damn theatre and watch the fucking movie. This is the same guy, by the way, who bought the wrong fucking tickets when we went to watch whatever fucking movie it was last time. He got tickets for 6:15 when we were actually going to watch the 9:15 show. What was that fucking movie, anyway. Oh yeah. 'Splice'.
You'd think I'd learned my lesson, right?
Imagine my goddamned surprise when I see this fucking guy gliding past at 8:29, trying to look like the coolest dude on the street. I hail him, and we establish some kind of greeting discourse, and then he tells me that he's going down somewhere to get some cash from an ATM machine (for the tickets).
I pull this fucker out of his course and show him that there are no more shows of 'Inception' for the rest of the night.
To be honest it was my fault for not just getting a fucking cab. This guy blows up into this whole fucking demonstration. Suddenly it's fucking 'Lollypop Day', according to him now. We walk all the way back up the street to find another theater, and all I fucking hear is this guy's point of view about the fucking world. Apparently it is 'Lollypop Day' and this guy really enjoys being obnoxious. I want to tell this fucker to go back to Brooklyn, but apparently they ban him from there during 'sleeping hours'.
At least there is one funny thing as we walk by. As we walk by we see this store called "Big D's". And guess what: "Big D's has a *blowout* sale". This is fucking highlight of this journey. It was at the peak of this moment that I pulled him into the New York City Metro System, a.k.a fucking hole into the uptown F train, after you reach the L train fucking pedestal, before which you are inside the downtown F train area, before which you are still en queue (this is a setup) for an L train. Apparently Williamsburough is fucking big now. Anyway, before all that, we did, admittedly, step into an L train hole.
What I forgot to tell you all this time is that this friend of mine actually got very hurt that he was not able to watch Inception this very night. I think he had made a deal with some girlfriend of his or something that he was going to watch Inception today, before her, and now he was very angry that he did not get to see the movie.
He started attacking passengers in the subway. "Happy Lollypop Day!" he would cry out. There was an air of uncomfortable silence wherever he went. Like how a chef would let a sprinkle of parmesan cheese on top of good pasta. There was this old woman wearing a hijab with her whole family, and her took her by the arms, kissed her directly on the mouth, and said, "Why the fuck do you stupid people have to watch Inception? What is wrong with you? I should be in that cinema!"
After that it was fairly mundane. We went to a place he thought was the bomb. Then we went to another place he thought was the bomb. Then, having been affected all these years by this fucking skank, I said something about Lollypop Day to the wrong person, and suddenly there was going to be a big fight. Luckily it ended out that there wasn't a huge fight.
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Now all we have to differentiate is psychopaths from sociopaths. Which is probably easier than actually going and watching Inception. I noticed something peculiar with this guy. He's very focused on being 'correct'. He even pulled the whole "So you think just cos I'm a doorman" bit on me. To be honest, I don't think he really even wanted to ever watch 'Inception'.
I think I should see the movie without any external influence.
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