The popcorn tastes stale, because it is stale.
We pop a ton of popcorn on quiet nights, put them in trashbags in the back room, and then warm it up and sell it five days later.
We pose with all the standees when everyone is gone, but then judge teenagers who come in and do the same thing.
We always say we’re unavailable for nights when a huge movie is being released, because we know how busy it’ll be.
When cleaning cinemas, we just push the trash under the seats for someone else to clean the next time around.