It's time for another theater story! This one's not that great, but I figure a few people might get some laughs out of it. I think this one happened last summer. I was working the concession stand at my theater job, just minding my own business. There was a couple of other guys working that day as well, but I recall being the only one behind the counter at the time.
Anyway, enough stalling! Time to get on with it! I had an extremely awkward experience at work that day, except I hadn't realized that it was awkward at the time. During a long, slow day, I enter my work mode. This means that my brain turns off all functions not relating to work. In other words, I become a work zombie. I do what I need to do and don't think any more than I have to. It's just one way to get through the day.
So yeah, a couple of customers enter the theater and walk right up to where I'm working to buy their snacks. I assume they must've already had tickets because they didn't go to the box office first. It was a woman and her teenage daughter. I didn't really get a good look at them because I was in my work zone. I was either looking at my cash register or at the snacks I was preparing. They bought their stuff, I gave them their change, and then they went in to go see their movie. There's nothing out of the ordinary about that, right? WRONG!
However, I had thought that everything about that transaction was totally normal until I saw my boss's reaction to the whole event. He was talking to one of my coworkers about what a good guy I am. Just really laying on the compliments about what an upstanding gent I must be. Confused by this, I asked my boss what I had done to deserve such praise. He was surprised that I didn't know.
He then informed me that the woman I had just sold snacks to had one of her more feminine features completely exposed since she walked in to the theater. From my boss's perspective, I had just treated an exhibitionist like any other customer and handled an extremely awkward situation like a complete professional. The truth is that I was just sleepy and incapable of paying attention. I honestly have no idea how I would have reacted if I was paying better attention. I imagine that I would be shocked at the very least. I guess the lesson in this story is that professionalism can be its own reward.
P.S. NO! The lesson is NOT "wake up and smell the roses" or any variation of that! Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert!
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