Only two more people in front of me. I regained my resolve and left the line. Halfway down the hall to my chosen movie, I pop a piece of gum in my mouth. That should do the trick. I enter the darkened theater, find a seat, and settle in.
As I watched the previews, my belly rumbles, my gum isn’t satisfying me. I excuse myself and climb over three people. I get back in line, promising a compromise – the smallest popcorn and a water. Yep, that’s what I’ll get. My mouth waters. I’m a junky and popcorn is my fix.
“What can I get you?” the young woman asks.
“A bucket of popcorn and a large coke.”
“Do you want butter?”
“Oh, yes, lots please.” I sigh. Oh, well, there’s always tomorrow.
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