When I was younger I used to spend a lot of my money going to the films.
For one thing, there weren’t several other chances in our area.
My pal and I did not live in a bustling town where you could walk outside and find something fun to entertain yourself. Instead, my pal and I had to drive numerous towns over to arrive at a theater where my pal and I could zone out for a few hours with popcorn in hand, and eventually, I realized that I did not like modern films anymore, but. I felt like all of the large production companies were putting out garbage. It also did not help that I had numerous seriously unlucky indoor air temperature control experiences at the major theaters. It felt like every time I went to see a flick, I needed to bring a heated blanket with me to offset the deranged amount of air conditioner that they were pumping into every theater. Somehow, every theater decided that their buyers wanted the indoor air temperature to be at roughly 40 degrees. It felt like standing in a walk-in cooler, rather than enjoying a film with a commercial a/c churning away in the background. I would consistently bring numerous sweatshirts with me to offset the horrendous low air temperature that marked every film going experience. However, even my extra layers of clothing we’re not enough to overcome the drafty, brutally cold experience of having air conditioner blasted on you for 3 hours straight. The afternoon that I could not feel my fingers and toes standing in a theater was the afternoon that I left that air-conditioned nightmare in the middle of a film and never went back.