Dear Guy Holding Up The Redbox Line On Saturday Night--
Like you, I love me some Redbox. You can't beat $1 movie rentals! Hell, you can get a movie, a bag of chips, and a two-liter for the price of a large bag of popcorn at the movie theater.
But unlike you, I actually research Redbox's offerings before stepping up to the kiosk. Maybe I'm just a bit on the anal side or maybe I just value other people's time as much as I do my own, but I go to Redbox's website and see what movies are available beforehand. I shout out titles to my wife and we pick out three movies and hope one of them is available by the time we get to the store.
But not you, Mr. Rebel! After waiting for the person in front of you to make her selection, you strutted on up to the kiosk, hit the button to view the movies available, and then called your girlfriend/boyfriend/friend/asshole like you who doesn't seem to care about anyone else.
Did you not notice the huffing and puffing and feet shuffling behind you as you read EVERY SINGLE GODDAMNED TITLE AVAILABLE to the person on the other line? I think you were at least somewhat aware of the situation behind you because you seemed to speed up a bit as you got to the Ms and even started skipping the children's titles at that point. Good call!
However, when you actually started READING PLOT SYNOPSES? That, my friend, took some serious cojones. I really thought the lady two spots behind me was going to stab you at that point, but she just cursed and stormed off instead.
In the future, please do the rest of us a favor and research the movies online before you get to the grocery store. This will prevent you from getting killed.
And from renting stupid crap like The Love Guru.
Hugs & Kisses,
Chag
An Open Letter To The Guy Holding Up The Redbox Line On Saturday Night
