At this point, I became impatient, and tried in my most charming voice to interrupt popcorn boy 2 and say, "Hey, do you know where you're friend went? He was just about to get me some popcorn and then he just left."
Maybe kids these days aren't used to this level of one on one face-to-face interaction or something, because immediately popcorn boy 2 eyes lit all up. He moved away from the customer he was serving and came in my direction. I told him I just want a medium size bag of popcorn please and, hands shaking (im not even kidding), he nervously separated the medium sized bags from one another and started shoveling popcorn into it (meanwhile, the other customer stood there, confused). As he's shoveling, he mingled popcorn talk (butter? more? drinks? butter again? Is this enough popcorn? want more? Sure you don't want butter? yeah, that's a good choice, too much butter really ruins the popcorn? Want a drink with that? butter?) with random chitchat about the weather, about the power going off, about this and that. And then when his friend returned about 2 minutes later, he totally ragged on him for leaving me waiting.
This proobably would have been a good time to score some free shit, but I am not even close to being that charming, nor was I even close to looking halfway decent that day. And really, the movie was close to starting. All I wanted was for popcorn boy 2 to put the fucking popcorn in a bag and hand it to me. Instead, he engaged popcorn 1 in a 3-way small talk conversation with me while the line behind me grew longer and longer, and the rejected customer in front of me grew increasingly confused.
Oh little popcorn boy. How old were you? 16? 18? With your spikey little poser Good Charlotte-wannabe hair and cracking voice. Popcorn boy, Popcorn boy, I could be your mother.
But you were a sweet kid. Don't dispair, you'll make someone half my age happy one of these days. These kinds of encounters always amuse me. Remember when you were that young? How intimidating the opposite sex seemed. If a guy so much as talked to me, I grew weak in the knees and started contemplating all sorts of ridiculous thoughts like love and marriage and baby in a baby carriage--all in a brief 5 minute timespan. Now, outside of that world of nervous youth, it all seems so surreal. To think, a boy like that, 15 years ago, would have had me worked up and daydreaming for days.