Trish and Eric sat in the theater, sharing a bucket of popcorn while watching a movie. The movie had already been out for a while, so the theater wasn’t very crowded. There were only a handful of people there besides them. They took seats near the front.
The date had been going fairly well so far, and she had been looking forward to seeing this movie.
Trish tried her best to enjoy the movie, but Eric kept muttering comments. He complained about a variety of things, such as acting performance, special effects, plot holes and gaffes in continuity. It quickly started to get on her nerves, and she found herself rolling her eyes a lot and not able to focus her attention on the movie.
Eventually, she said to him, “Can you please stop being so critical of the movie? It’s making it hard for me to enjoy it.”
“Sorry,” he told her. “I guess I just can’t help it. Old habits, and all that. I used to work as a movie critic, you know.”
As she debated whether to stay to finish the movie, Trish promised herself to not go on any more blind dates and to give her friend Kelly an earful later for setting her up on this one.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “critic(al)”: