Friday, October 10, 2008

Make Small Talk (Minute Eight)


As they were waiting in line, I decided to get out of the car and wait in line behind them. In doing that I was able to get up close and personal to the action at hand. If they asked why I was writing on a pad and paper I would have simply explained that I was a movie critic or something to that effect.

I was disappointed however because the entire time we were all in line they didn’t say a word. In less than a minute from when I claimed my place in line, the Gamer had taken out a Nintendo Gameboy. The Gameboy is the Gamer’s mobile tool used to keep a constant connection to his gaming habits. The female was just next standing next to him angled over with her arms crossed tapping her foot impatiently. As I said, no talking was being made. All I could hear were sounds coming from both the female and the Gamer. The female was making a loud and prolonged sigh whilst the Gamer was pounding on the keys of the Gameboy and vigorously shaking as he grunted from time to time.

When I was watching them do this, I laughed out loud (LOL’d in gaming lingo). This made them both stop their sound making to turn around a stare at me.

I could tell the female was on her last few nerves, “What’s so funny?” scowled the female. I began to speak, but I had nothing to say so I just shook my head and raised my shoulders and eyebrows. “Psshht, whatever,” was her reply to my gesture.

They both turned back around and continued to make their beastly noises. The line to get a movie was incredibly long. I really wished the Gamer just would have been whipped so we could have just ridden back to the Gamer’s habitat. The line finally moved up and the Gamer and the female were next. “What movie do you two wanna see?” asked the ticketboy.

“Uh yea, ummmm….two tickets to-“

“THE NOTEBOOK!!” shouted the female.

“What? Fine alright….The Notebook,” stammered the Gamer. The female cheered.

“Sorry sir, that movie is sold out for the night. You’ll have to come another time.” The female shifted moods and was extra angry at this point, “Let’s just go back to your house so I can get my car…okay?” I booked back to their car and got into the back before they could make another move….

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