Let's get to the point of this post right away.
We were the old people at the movie this past weekend.
There, I said it. I'm 28 years old and I was the "old people."
Have you ever gone to a movie and been warned that there are "a lot of kids in the theater?" Yeah, me neither.
Let's rewind back to Friday night. The BF, me and another couple grab dinner together and my friend recommended we see "The Roommate." Now, we both love Blair Waldorf so of course we would want to see this psycho thriller.
The line to purchase tickets is way too long when we get to the theater. I hop on my handy dandy Fandango app to buy them, bypassing the first ticket window. As we take our tickets to enter the theater, the ticket taker warns, "Just so you are aware, there a lot of kids in the theater. Your theater is to the left."
Me: Shrugging her comment off, "Well, it's opening weekend for this movie I think."
As we approached the left side, we hand our tickets to ticket taker #2 and she says, "Just wanted to warn you there's a lot of kids in the theater. If it gets rowdy, come and get us."
Me: Look strangely at the BF and wonder aloud, "Should we switch movies?"
Let's just say us plus one other couple, who we sat next to who also pointed out we picked the wrong movie, were over the age of 17.
Hands down, everyone in that theater was a minor. They were minors ready to party. It was quite possibly the rowdiest movie I've ever sat through. This coming from a girl who has seen Twilight movies at midnight so picture more yelling and clapping then when Jacob takes off shirt in New Moon.(Yes, that much.)
The movie that was supposed to be a psycho thriller became more and more hilarious with every supposed scary scene with Leighton Meester. How can I take the movie seriously when the kid behind me was yelling "Follow me on Twitter at lilheezy73!"
Ahhh, back to the work week.