The Dark Knight

This weekend was opening weekend for The Dark Knight. It's been so busy. I worked 5-close for the midnight showings on Thursday night. We didn't close until about 12:25, but then Brooke and I had to do changeovers, since we were in box office... which is basically, we have to put up new movies and showtimes on the board above our heads that everyone looks at while they're standing in line. Every Thursday night it has to be done (as well as changing the huge letters we have on the board thing on the front of our theater, but someone else does those), since new movies come out on Friday. So Brooke and I were figuring everything out, and once we finished up in both box offices, the managers were checking over it, and found two mistakes in the times that they had printed out. We were hopelessly tired at this point, so we kind of just improvised and tore off numbers from the times we were throwing away and put them together to make whatever new times we needed. They let us go after that, although looking at it now, I think they just printed out new times at some point. Regardless, I didn't get out of there until about 1:30am, and bed at about 2am. That said, I know that the people seeing The Dark Knight didn't get out of there until about 3am, but that's out of their own free will, and working is not nearly as fun as watching a movie. :P Brooke and I took the liberty of taking a bunch of game tokens home with us that night.

The next morning, Brooke and I (as well as a couple other people) had to open (9-5) in concession. First of all, I hate working in concession (and hadn't had to do it in months). Second of all, it was opening day for The Dark Knight. Third of all, Brooke and I had to close the night before, and had to get up early to open (and actually, so did a few other people we were working with that morning). Anyway, it actually wasn't as busy as I assumed it would be, but it still wasn't fun. And I did get a little burn on my hand, which had touched the bottom of the popcorn popper on accident while I was getting popcorn. There was actually someone who opened in concession that morning, who ended up staying until close that night (which is about two hours later than our normal closing time that Friday and Saturday because of The Dark Knight). Ouch. Ms. Cogar was asking each of us if we would stay until close, and my response was, with no hesitance, a no. So yeah... poor guy who ended up staying. Luckily enough, Ms. Cogar was gracious enough to let Brooke and I go home about half an hour early (4:30).

Last night I worked again, 5-close. In box office again, thank goodness. It was a busy night, until about 11. After that, we had customers come and go, but it was generally pretty slow. So I didn't get home until a little after 1am. And I don't work on Sundays, so that was the end of it for me. It was a tiring weekend, but it's over. :) The other annoying thing about all of this is that for three nights in a row I've either dreamed that I was at work, or some of my managers were in my dream. I could never escape from work. :P Now I just want to go see The Dark Knight. I just have to watch Batman Begins first, since I haven't seen it... :P