Scenes from a mall




I don't like malls. Never liked them. Can't see what people find in them. They're big shiny and full of people and clothing stores. For some reason everything usually seem better when you do it out in the open than in some sterile place with a roof over your head and an air conditioning. Life seem more real when it actually might rain.

But the thing about malls is, they have cinemas in them. All the new movies, that is, and being regular movie-goers, me & May had become mall experts, at least of the two malls we usually go to. We don't like them both, but each one of them is disliked for different reasons. And now, great billboards and ads in the local paper said, a new mall has emerged into being, bigger than any mall before it, which caused us major indifference. However, it also had a cinema multiplex in it, of course. 7 theatres. Dolby Surround. Stuff like that. And we haven't seen "The Game" yet.

So we hopped into Red Car, who was happy, eager and excited (a bit too much, actually) to get us to a new place, and found a place to leave it in the vast underground parking lot. Since he still looked like he'd like to go exploring a little more, we locked him up, and asked a serious-looking Mercedes that parked nearby to watch over him and tell us if he'd be up to any trouble. then we got into The Mall.

Big, that it was. 3 floors, and far and wide. As big as our two home malls piled one on top of the other. Actually, in most other senses it also was like those two malls piled one on top of the other. It just looked just like any other mall we've ever been to.

So what happened was, we bought our tickets, just like we always do, got into the cinema, and found some nice people sitting in our seats. Only they had tickets for the right show. That damn woman gave us the wrong tickets. We suggested that we sit in their laps - at least we were willing to compromise - but they objected, so we left the cinema angry.