A movie just came out about a popular girl’s doll. As such, I wanted to see the movie wearing pink, as many other men, women, and children were doing. I wore a pink tee shirt, a pair of black pumps (I didn’t have any pink shoes), and the highlight of the outfit, I thought, a pink tulle skirt with a slip underneath that went down to the top of my knees. There were at least three layers of tulle on the skirt, which made it puff out a lot — think of a ballgown skirt, but only to the knees.

As I started walking into the crowded lobby of the movie theater, I got a lot of stares in my direction, most of them toward my skirt, which spiked my social anxiety. I’m a bigger girl, and the skirt was only showing it off that much more with my calves, my knees, and a little bit of my thighs exposed. Maybe I should have just worn jeans? Once my friend showed up, we quickly made our way into the theater so I could hide the tulle under me as we sat.

Once the movie was over and my friend and I made our way out, the stares started again, reminding me of a particular scene in the movie where everyone was staring at the main character and she felt self-conscious. I started to feel the same way. I tried to hide it by talking to my friend about the movie, but inside, everything was telling me to run away and burn the skirt as soon as possible. It probably showed in my walking pace; my friend was walking a little bit faster to keep up with me.

As we were walking, I felt a small tap on my shoulder, and I turned around to see an older teenager or young adult woman, easily a decade younger than me (from a younger generation usually seen as rude in society).

Woman #1: “I saw you leaving the theater and I wanted to compliment you on your outfit!”

Me: *Starting to smile* “Thank you!”

Then, another woman called out to me.

Woman #2: “I love your skirt!”

The compliments from other women nearby started pouring in about my outfit. One of my favorites from one woman was that she saw my outfit and immediately thought of the doll featured in the movie.

Instead of running away, I waited to take a picture in the promotional box for the movie, complimenting others’ outfits as they complimented mine.

Typing this out now, I find myself tearing up at the memories. I hadn’t felt this pretty about myself in a long time. Thank you, director/co-writer, for making this movie for girls like me and even featuring one of the doll characters in the movie as a bigger girl.

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Customer: “Two for Star Trek, please.”

Me: “We’re not showing a Star Trek movie, did you mean Star Wars?”

Customer: “What’s the difference?”

Me: “Uh… I think one is more science fiction, and the other is more fantasy? I haven’t seen many of either, but either way, we’re only showing Star Wars at the moment.”

Customer: “Which is the one with the spaceships and the guy with the ears?”

Me: “Is he human looking, or is he a green muppet?”

Customer: “…”

Me: “Yes, it has the guy with the ears.”

He didn’t come back out to complain. I hope I picked the right ears!

I work at a movie theater, and today, I am selling tickets. The popular movie right now is “Sound Of Freedom”, and it is sold out. I have two customers: a middle-aged man (who stands angry the whole time) and a woman. Already with a snotty attitude, the woman approaches to buy the tickets.

Woman: “Two for Sound Of Freedom at [time].”

Me: “I’m sorry, but we’re sold out. Would you like to buy tickets for the same time tomorrow? We’re not full for that showing yet.”

Woman: *With more attitude* “Ugh! Okay, fine, whatever.”

The man stares me down.

I ask them to pick out their seats. They pause and think.

Woman: “We don’t care. You pick.”

She continued to talk to me with lots of attitude, like it was my fault that the movie was sold out that night.

There were plenty of good seats left, but since they had attitudes and were treating me like s***, I said, “Sure,” and picked the seats closest to the screen, knowing that the movie would sell out and they wouldn’t be able to switch them.

This is my microscopic petty revenge.

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A customer comes out of their screen in the middle of the movie.

Customer: “Could you change the channel back to the movie?”

Me: *A little confused* “Can I ask what you mean?”

Customer: “The guy up in the movie booth changed the channel from the movie to CNN.”

I had to explain to him that it was part of the movie (I don’t remember the film, sadly) but when I took him back into the screening, he looked up and said: 

Customer: “Okay, he must have changed it back. Thanks, buddy!”

CONTENT WARNING: Racism

My friend and I are at a movie theater getting our tickets when this occurs. Another customer, standing at the register next to us, is staring at my friend.

Friend: *Now annoyed* “What?”

Customer: “You know what, you filthy race-traitor!”

Everyone stares at us. My friend is a white woman wearing a hijab and is of Turkish ancestry.

Me: “Mind your own business.”

Customer: *Pointing, furious* “[Islamophobic slur] b****! Why are you one of them and not a good American?”

Friend: “Leave us alone.”

Customer: “No, I will not leave you alone!”

The customer follows us as we go to get our tickets checked.

Customer: “It’s because you f***ed the wrong guy, isn’t it? You know that he only wants you to get a green card.”

Friend: “I was born Muslim and I’m from Turkey, jacka**.”

Customer: *Snorts* “You can’t be Turkish! You’re too white!”

Me: *Thinking* “Clearly you’ve never heard of Balkan slavery.” *Out loud* “Leave us alone or we’ll get security.”

Customer: *Suddenly yelling* “Why aren’t any of you even checking her bags?! She’s obviously been brainwashed to be a suicide bomber! A sweet little American girl’s been brainwashed by [another Islamophobic slur]s!”

The security guard has seen the whole commotion and approaches the man.

Security Guard: “All right, that’s enough. Get out of here.”

Customer: “How dare you?! When this race-traitor b**** has blown up the place and you’re all dead, I’ll have told you so!”

He stormed out. We weren’t that annoyed by this man, but the movie theater staff gave us each a free popcorn to try to make up for it.