Bonnie thought on Thursday that it would be fun to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 during the midnight show. The kids agreed, and we got to the theater about an hour early, but it was already sold out. The next show wasn’t until 3AM and we sure as hell weren’t waiting until then to see it, so we went home.
James has asked a couple of times since then when we’re going, and I, quite frankly, am in no rush.
I hate crowds. I hate having my personal space imposed upon. I also hate the lack of manners a lot of other theatergoers show in movie theaters today. So I often wait a while before going to a theater to see a movie, so I can have more room to spread out and have less of a chance to deal with some asshole who talks through the film or whips out a cell phone and starts texting, or brings an infant, or a preschooler who hasn’t developed the social sense to stay quiet.
This isn’t winning me any points at home, and I’ve said that if Bonnie and the kids want to go the movies themselves, they’re welcome to. But I’ll have no part of it until after the crowds go away. For me, it’s just not worth it.