This sounds like a very interesting idea. I look forward to seeing how it develops, Mitsur!
Here I go then. This is mostly made up as I go along so here's to wishful thinking.
Alright, so Jim and Joe go to the movies, right? Well the thing is, Jim and Joe are brothers and they're on holiday in England, so they're both a bit puzzled. The first problem they come across as they attempt to take a trip to the movies is that in England, it's not called a movie theatre or whatever; it's called a cinema.
And so after walking around a bit and trying to find a movie theatre on the map, they ask at tourist information and the guy answers, "What's that old bean? A movie theatre? I think you mean the good old fasioned cinema, old boy. All those darn Americanisms and all that rot, wot?" And the guy pointed out the cinema on their map for them.
So they finally get to the cinema and all the prices are, of course, in pounds. And Jim and Joe are pants at maths, so they spend about 20 minutes trying to work out how much the tickets are. When they finally get into the cinema, they realise there's only about 3 minutes till the movie (or film, as it is called in merrie olde Englande) starts. So they rush up to by snacks, and end up getting coca cola, cus it's the only word on the damn sign that they understand. So even though Joe doesn't like coca cola, they buy lots of that, and because the differences between dollars and pounds are so big, they suddenly realise they have hardly any cash left, so they end up buying a medium popcorn between them, and they can't agree on whether it should be salted or sweet, until they decide to get half of each, which, let me tell you, was probably the worse decision they made all day.
So they finish their disgusting half-and-half popcorn about a quarter of the way through the film (or movie, whatever) and sit and starve for the rest of the time, and Joe doesn't like his coca cola so he gets really thirsty and ends up having to run out towards the end to get a drink from the tap in the toilets (which he spends 10 minutes trying to find because they were labelled 'lavatories'), and he ends up missing the finale of the film. This, upon reflection, doesn't matter too much, cus all the actors had posh English accents so they couldn't understand a word of what they were saying.
So they eventually leave the cinema feeling oddly unsatisfied, when they realise they haven't got any money left for the bus.
And why I decided to write a story taking the mick out of my own country is anyones guess.
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