I wanted to go see Sin City with a friend.
I got to the theater, and they told me I was not 17 so I could not get a ticket (my birthday is in a couple days)
So I got my sister to get me a ticket, but when I went to be seated -- they told me I had to have an adult with me.
I got my sister to buy a ticket and watch it with me, but she didnt like the movie at all, and felt bad so she left.
10 minutes later, they came up to me and said " Your adult left, come with me ". I was kicked out of the theater right when the movie got interesting.
I got my sister to come back and raise hell -- but they didn't want to give money back to me. I raised more hell and thought very angry thoughts -- which definately reflected through the way I looked at the guy and veins started sticking out of my neck.
Finally I got my money back after a lotta of bullshit from those managers.
Apparantly, in the next two or three weeks, I will learn something about life that will give me tho strength and intelligence to understand the violent adult themes depicted in a fictional movie and without regal cinema's devine intervention, there would be another shooting somewhere that wasn't really anyones fault but the society that let the murderer see a violent movie on a saturday evening.
I am going to go now and play counterstike whilst pirating Sin city
