Yesterday morning I woke up late. Too late to eat, and too late for a coffee before I left the house. I wanted to catch the first showing of Prometheus but needed to get to the bank first. Thinking about it now I really didn’t need to go to the bank first, I didn’t have shit to do between the film ending and the bank closing. It turned in to one of those mornings when you rush about cutting things out of your routine and end up being earlier than you need to be.
I used the time I’d created to sever ties with the chain-bookshop I used to work for. I’d been planning to do it for a while. I chose some books, used up the points I’d accrued on my loyalty card, emptied a £10 gift card, and left for the last time. I have nothing against the store, I just think it’s time I started supporting my local independent bookshop. I’d rather put my money in the hand of the person whose door I’m walking through than a till in a network of thousands.
I still hadn’t eaten but it was time to watch the movie. The ticket queue was long. The computerised till had crashed and once restarted the guy behind it, an old friend, didn’t know how to process a voucher 2 girls at the front wanted to use. He made a call but no one came and we had to wait for him to flag down a colleague to help. When I got to the front we shook hands and said hello while I hoped he wouldn’t inflict his comedy routine upon me, again.
Before he started working at the cinema I hadn’t seen him for a few years and now every so often he informs me of a new career he’s on the verge of hitting it big with. Before comedy it was online poker. He’s a nice guy and I didn’t mind hearing about the poker, there isn’t much someone can tell you about a game of online poker to make you feel awkward. Stand-up comedy is another matter though, when someone unexpectedly does comedy at you it’s a terrible situation to be in. This time I got away with only hearing one tasteless joke about the death of Robin Gibbs, the punchline being “How deep is your Bruv?”.
I enjoyed the film despite it’s faults, and will see it again if I have time next week. Akira the Don just about addresses all the problems I had with it in the video below. Unlike the Don however I thought the design of the Engineers made sense.
After the film I finally got something to eat. I went to a local restaurant/bar/coffee shop and had a spinach omelette. While I was eating a group of women came in and occupied the table next to mine, 2 of them had babies with them. Before long they started to discuss childcare. They were angry that they couldn’t make their au pair’s work more hours than was legal. They then questioned each other about what they made these au pair’s do on top of their childcare duties. It sounded like they hated these women and wanted to punish them for accepting the job of raising their children. I think they knew they were shitty Mothers.

