Seattle >Landmark Guild 45th
Generally an okay place to catch a flick.
At about 9:15 p.m. on July 17, 2008, I walked up to the window and asked the old guy for two student tickets. I guess that because my friend and I are a little older than 19 years old the guy thought we trying to cheat him, and threw us a bunch of attitude, demanding student identification in a haughty and exasperated tone. After I dug my card out of my wallet, the old guy turned my card over and over, reading it, bending it, digging his fingernail into the side and furrowing his aged brow as though this were all a giant rouse to avoid paying the extra dollar at the theater. Seriously, bars don't stare at my drivers license the way this guy examined by Penn State ID. Then he tossed it back at me as though it were dirty. My friend couldn't find her student ID and the guy said something like, "Then you're paying full price!" in this triumphant tone, as though he'd solved a riddle. No pleasantries like, "Here are your tickets," or "Enjoy the movie." I swear, he just put down the tickets and grimaced. Next time I'll go the Metro.
The ticket taker and popcorn seller were both very nice, though, and the theater was clean and fine and all that. Everything was cool except for the weird paranoid guy.
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