Have decreed (to myself) that it is movie night, dammit. And to that end, I’m going to see some movies.
Namely: Oz The Great and Powerful and Jack the Giant Slayer. [You can’t dissuade me, BTW. I am determined to see them both. Excited, even.]
I will eat a hot dog for dinner. And popcorn. There will be popcorn.
[Hey, I had Salad in a Jar for lunch today, so I am all set!]
I will go alone, as Edmund has no interest in seeing either movie.
I like seeing movies by myself. I bring a book and read during the non-movie parts. I enjoy being alone but not-alone (as I discuss in my Freewrite: Mystery Men). It’s fun.
I can’t understand why anyone would wait to see a movie just because they can’t find someone to go with them. Sure, I might wait to see a movie because Edmund wants to see it too, and we want to see it together. But I’ve also gone to see a movie by myself because I didn’t want to wait to see it. It’s just a movie, people. I don’t want to generalize that it’s only women who do this: refuse to see a movie by themselves. Anecdotally, I’ve only noticed this trend among my female friends.
I think if you want to see a movie and no one wants to go with you: suck it up and go by yourself. You might find it very fun. Here are some reasons why:
- You get all the popcorn.
- No one sighing during the parts they find boring and you find riveting. (Looking at you, Eddie!)
- You can sit through the credits or not – your choice!
- Unadulterated “Me time”
So if you haven’t ever gone to see a movie in a movie theatre all by yourself, I challenge you to do so. And when you come back, let me know what you think.
[Yes, I dine out by myself too. Such a rebel!]
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