A Facebook friend posted about an encounter at the movie theater that left him shaken, not stirred. He said he went to the men’s room before the show, and there were other dudes in there using the urinals.
This is not the troubling part.
One guy had brought in his movie snack. Rather than set it on the sink while he did his business, or even hold onto it (because do you really need two hands to complete this task?), he had elected simply to place it at his feet.
Shockingly, even this is not the troubling part.
The most worrisome aspect of the whole scenario was that the guy’s snack was not a sealed bag of candy. It was an open tub of popcorn.
Now, I don’t make a habit of visiting men’s bathrooms in commercial spaces. But I know what their aim is generally like in residential homes. So I can’t even finish this explanation without wanting to gag a little.
I especially hope this dude wasn’t attending a film with a date who was waiting expectantly for him to return from the concession stand with a treat.
I told this story to a male friend just to gauge whether I might be overreacting in my horror. When I got to the snack type reveal, he covered his mouth with both hands and gasped. And then I couldn’t stop laughing, because I’d never seen a man react that way before.
There’s a first time for everything, it seems.