Creepy Man at the Movies

Hello this is my first time submitting a story. This happened to us a 1 or 2 years ago. I have bad memory so I did my best at remembering and with the help of madz im going to tell this story. Madz and I were having a fun day at the mall. I being 15 and she being 14. There was a new horror movie coming out. Since horror movies are kind of our thing, we decided we would see it.

As we were headed inside the movie theater i saw a Hispanic man sitting on a black couch where you can pay and it would massage you. He was on the phone with someone.

Creepy Movie Patron

When I was in my senior year of high school, I took a part-time job working at the local movie theater. It paid reasonably well, enough for me to have a bit of pocket money, and despite the management’s strange stance that high schoolers had nothing better to do in their spare time than work, I did like the job. My coworkers were nice, I got to watch bits of the latest films during my breaktime, and I always came home smelling like popcorn.

It was also my very first foray into the wild and maddening world of customer service, and as the months passed, I saw more than my fair share of rude, dense, uncooperative, and downright dickish customers. Most of them have faded into the background over time, but there was one experience I had that rattled me so badly that I still recall it now.

Crazy Person at the Movies

This event happened to me and my family a few years ago, and I decided to share it here. This is still very clear in my memory, and pops in my head here and there. This event occurred sometime in 2013, when me and my family lived in Texas in a town known as Beeville.

We lived very close to a very small movie theater. It was probably a 10 minute walk to the theater from where we lived. We used to walk there frequently. After this incident, we moved to a totally different state.

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Summer Psycho at the Improv

This event happened to me last summer so I may be a little fuzzy on the details; however, I remember enough. This event occurred during either the third or fourth day of a week long field trip that the oldest age group of my camp, and our sister camp attends. Our camps are in Massachusetts and we were in California for the trip.

Now, enough background information, time for my story. My friends and I were at a theater awaiting to watch some form of improv. Side note, I normally hate improv. So anyway, we were waiting inside for our sister camp to show up. Ten minutes into waiting a loud noise lifted everyone’s head off of their recently regained phones, to the entrance doors. About four kids, me being one of them, and two councilors approached the thankfully locked doors. What we saw will be burned into my memory: a tall, slender, almost skeletal, balding, dirty man banging with his fist on the door with obviously all his strength, and he was yelling in a raspy voice “LET ME IN!!”.

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