Yaawn! Today was probably the most boring mid-July day I've ever had to deal with at the theatre. We probably had about fifty people all day. That's it. And that's bad. During the day in September after school's started, we get about thirty people. And that's when there's only two sets, rather than three. It was pathetic. And boring. So, so boring. So boring that I've got yet another receipt tape full of plotting. At least it's not for fanfic like it was last year when things like this happened. It's for rp... it's probably worse. Actually, I was thinking about it today... probably most of what I do is worse than D&D. Without the demonic associations, of course. Which is what counts. And I don't act these things out in person. Ever. Nor do I deal with dice. The most bizarre thing that happened to me today was that some random guy came in and asked me how much the "brown M&Ms" were. I told him $3.75. He accused me of being racist and trying to keep the black man down. He went into our restroom. He came back out, demanded coffee and M&Ms very loudly from me, then stormed out. I stared at the door for a bit as he stormed across the parking lot, then turned and shrugged at the usher and his friend, who had been laughing at me since the guy came in. It was the very definition of a wtf moment. There's not even anything you can say to someone like that. Except maybe "Sorry, I'm afraid you're mistaken. Our prices are the same for everyone, and it is not a part of a massive racist conspiracy on the part of the M&Ms-Mars corporation that the bag of plain M&Ms is brown. In fact, if it were it would be more of a gesture of acceptance, since the brown bag of M&Ms is the standard bag of normal M&Ms. This is like saying that fence posts and buildings are thin, tall rods because architects are all macho-men. I mean, that's not exactly the same thing, because I'm not sure chocolate is brown for any specifically useful reason. But if it were, that'd work perfectly." End quotes. I will shut up now.
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