Thursday, July 10, 2003
The Italian JobWent to go see the Italian job today with bob and yash. It was pretty good except for the fact that they were driving minis. Those are the dumbest little cars ever. You can even see spiderman standing in the crowd for a split second right before the armored truck falls through the street (think fight club). It was so hilarious I couldn't stop laughing in the theater. The best parts of the night were definately after the movie though. Bob and I were in the arcade trying to find a game we could play for only a quarter (we failed) when there was this kid playing one of those racing games where you sit on the motorcycle to go. He was a dumbass and broke the game so the motorcycle wouldn't turn anymore and he got really mad and started to yell at the infernal machine. So I'm watching him scream at the game while the motorcycle dude in the game is flying off the track through trees and bushes in a straight line and I start laughing. He immediately snaps and starts yelling at me in a very serious punk-ish tone like he's going to beat me up, which makes me laugh some more. As Bob and I walk out as he's still sitting on the motorcycle yelling at us but can't bring himself to abandon the 75 cents he used on the game. People are way too emotional these things. Why is it such a big deal I laughed a little. It's not like I'm "insulting his honor" or something like that. All it takes is 75 cents to make some young stupidass lose all rationality. Pathetic.