Meeting The Evil Stepmother

(I am visiting my grandparents for the holidays. It’s the day after Christmas. My family all go to the movies. Because I am the only kid, I go to go see Tangled. My parents and grandparents go to see an R-rated movie. Even though I am sixteen at the time, I love Disney. I am sitting in the middle row waiting for the movie to start, when an older customer and her grandchildren come in.)

Customer: *snorts* “You should be ashamed of yourself! Someone your age seeing a Disney movie by yourself!”

Me: “You are never too old to see a Disney movie. Besides, it’s not any of your business what I watch.”

(The customer stomps off, taking her grandkids to the front row. I roll my eyes. Then another customer walks up to me.)

Other Customer: “She was rude, huh? Just so you know, I am 38 years old and I love Disney. I came here by myself because my sons would not come with me. Do you mind if I sit by you?”

Me: “Of course!”

(The other customer and I talk about all our favorite Disney movies. We both very much enjoyed the movie, even if the grandmother was turning around to glare at us during the whole movie!)