She remembered that she was dealing with audience complaints at the weekend theater. The man in the plaid shirt in the front row threw popcorn all over the child's face because the child next to him kicked the back of the chair three times. As the Audience Personnel Assistant, she was caught in the middle to mediate for a full forty minutes, and her throat was as dry as smoke. After finally convincing both parties to leave, I was just about to find a corner...
