Being home from college and not having much to do, I decided it would be a good idea to hit up my local blockbuster for a movie to watch. I’m aware no one goes to Blockbuster anymore now that NetFlix is around, but the movie I wanted to order wasn’t available for order on IO and I didn’t feel like waiting for Netflix in the mail.
Back in the day when I used to go to Blockbuster on a Friday night, it was filled with friendly families looking for some entertainment for the weekend. That’s not the case anymore. What I ran into can only be described as trash worse than what you see on the Jersey shore. With how spiky their hair was coupled with how many piercings they had, they looked like Sonic the hedgehog gone horribly horribly wrong. I tried to keep it together, just in case they saw the look on my face and decided to give me some holes of my own on my face.
That was when my friend and I exited the building and went round back to where I had parked my car. There were the same people from the store, waiting with their hoods up presumably for us to come out of the store.I rushed my friend into the car not even really waiting for her to get her seatbelt on before getting out of there as fast as I could. Soon after, she asked me if anything had gone down would I have protected her? To which my response was, “Are we looking at the same person here? I mean, I could take a beating to try to buy you time but that’s about it.” I’d love to be able to say I’d go Bruce Lee on their asses, but I know very little self defense and it’s something I need to work on.
It really irked me, and I think what irked me the most is that I remember going into Blockbuster as a kid excited to play the gumball pinball machine for only a quarter, or rent Scooby Doo and the Boo brothers for the millionth time. Sure, I may have persuaded my mom to rent South Park: Bigger Longer and uncut for me at the age of nine or so... if I had to learn my curse words, at least it was from a movie I had rented at my friendly local Blockbuster! My imagery of Blockbuster may be skewed, as I’m sure there were some people renting porn or something of the sort as three year old me eyed a twix bar nearby. That doesn’t change the fact that the woman I found working the register to be incredibly rude, and the crowd I found at the Blockbuster on Friday night to be generally unsettling.
Next time I will just be renting a movie from the safety of my own home like all other normal people. Sorry Blockbuster, as appealing as your gumball pinball machine once was it’s not enough to risk being near Michael Meyers impersonators again. The biggest risk I take ordering from Netflix is the ever deadly computer thumb.
Until next time,
I’m just your friendly neighborhood Bloggerman
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You aren't really giving a reason for the fear in this. Spiked hair and multiple piercings is hardly a reason to be afraid of someone - makes you sound like a pretentious jerk. Focus on why they were scary as opposed to just some punk kids.
ReplyDeleteI must agree with the above comment. Also, I still use blockbuster all the time at home. My blockbuster has normal people in it just looking for movies anytime of the day. That's not the store we used as kids though.. there was a family owned video store down the street which was awesome but then they switched owners and it wasn't so cool anymore.
ReplyDeleteThere were the same people from the store, waiting with their hoods up presumably for us to come out of the store.
ReplyDeleteI specified that they were waiting with their hoods up and shooting us very odd looks in the parking lot behind the building, which was dark and had no one else around. If that's not a reason to feel uncomfortable, I'm not sure what is.
They probably weren't waiting for you to come out of the store though and you might be over analyzing those "looks". I tend to look at people when they come out of store it's just human nature.
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