Rearranged the bottom shelf of DVDs in alphabetical order when I was around 1 or 2. Was fun. Would consider working at a library, haven't looked into it though. Prolly won't. Third day working at the theater, I hear a coworker over the radio calling for a manager saying something about an old guy stripping in the first men's bathroom stall and pooping everywhere (only stall with a lever instead of automated too. not important though.) Thought I was tired and hearing things, so after I finish with the theater I'm working on, I take my 10, come back, turns out I heard correctly as a coworker updates me, and the ushers (that also means me) gotta get tshirt rags and wipe up a trail of wet ploopidoop at the bathroom entrance. (Manager and initial radio usher and captain took care of the stall itself.) I finish with the bthrm entrance, and apparently the man left a trail to the lobby (he did, the carpet was dark but the stains were there.... I gotta go and tshirt rag the tile (thankfully) lobby floor. What sucks is, I never saw the old guy that did it. [spoiler]Another incident with stall 1, caught a couple trying to do something in there. Guy n girl. Bold, but silly.[/spoiler] -- Today, had to tell two separate couples at the ends of the same row to sit in their own seat and not on top of the other. (Not in the sus way. They looked comfortable though, blankets and all. can't blame em.) Edit: we have Banana Icee. Not bad, but very weird...