First off, thank you to anyone caring to look at the past few days I've had at work with Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End. I will disclaim first this is my opinion as a movie theater employee and NOT A NINJA'S PERSPECTIVE. I am also an american, so it's all good that I can mock the majority of the customers I deal with which have a very...very... challenged common sense.

Right well if you saw the little dramatic telling of the whole encounter with pirates and how SUICIDAL the lines have been trying to see this movie that in my opinion did not need to exist save for a bonus buck on the bandwagon. fangirls came back today (sunday) to see it AGAIN. however and thankfully, I was not on ticket drop (tear the tickets and listen to the customers complain about everything ranging from their personal problems at home to the concession stand not putting two cups of salt because it was a health hazard READ: not a joke), I was usher today.

Forgive the poor quality of the picture but THIS is how stupid us americans can be. apparently someone forgot to put a trash can under this bin after pirates. keep in mind, I took this picture after I was HALF DONE. Instead of actually taking the care to realize there was no trash can under the bin (and there's no excuse one of the doors was open) the customers decided "oh, it's a magical hole, it'll take it into some kind of fancy tube system to the trash fairy where all of our garbage ceases to exist, hey did florida's elevation get two inches higher? WOW that seems to happen every time I throw something away!"

that's not the reason why I am pissed about it, oh no. today there was ANOTHER problem with the interlock and 200 people had to be rescheduled to see pirates AGAIN in a movie that was not supposed to be cleaned that night. the problem was that I had to take care of the trash. thanks to several customers who, of their own fantastic free will, decided not to even touch the five dollar drinks they bought and instead emptied their sodas (LARGE sodas) into the bin, I had to take care of it.

However, before I could get this jiggling sac of shit into the compactor, it exploded. that's right it exploded, and the mixture of soda and juice and taco cheese, grease, or SEMEN for all I know, spilled and drenched me from the neck down. I've bathed, but do you see the insanity that is caused by a movie that exists to trick stupid people into paying to see another episode of a movie that should have stayed as a classic from the start.

Bottom line:
please, if you're going to midlessly waste eight dollars to see a three hour barrage of explosions, pretty effects and mounds upon mounds of legend bullshit (half of the 'old legends' that were added was a total sack of crap, but hey, it's a movie, I don't mind). yes, pirates had its moments. yes, it was entertaining as far as special effects go. yes, if you saw dead man's chest, it's automatically required you see this movie because half of the jokes allude to the first two movies. I'm not saying the movie was terrible. I'm saying ANY third installment that wasn't intended to be a trilogy from the start SHOULD NOT FUCKING EXIST.

for those who don't like to read like most Americans:
garbage spooge poured on me, customers were stupid, I'm not happy, I blame needless trilogies and stupid people. if you think it's a bad reason, read the above.

thank you for those who took the time to enjoy my rant. now I must bathe and burn my clothes. (and I apologize for not having anything significant up for weeks... I've been very busy.