You have spoiled us.

Red alert! Trevor was cleaning bathrooms this week and alerted me to the urgent matter at hand: the faucet handle was missing from the mens room.. I began reviewing purchase records and making phone calls about where the sink faucets came from a couple of years ago, and could we get them anymore? What would we do in the meantime? You know, no handle on the mens room faucet is a big deal because every man washes his hands after using the facilities. I checked the trash cans and looked in the theaters and didn't come across the faucet handle. I therefore speculated that someone must have made a calculated attack on the theater- having recognized our faucet that matched their own, and since their faucet must have had a damaged or missing handle- why not take ours?

I went through all of those scenarios as I looked for a replacement handle.

Trevor came into the office later, after I had enough time to mull over all the options on this faucet dilemna and reported that the handle had been located, but he wouldn't be the one to stick his hand into the water to retrieve it. He was just letting me know where it was...

Stand down the national guard, the faucet handle has been located. I pulled it out, severely sanitized it (as well as my hand) and returned it to service, with an extra tight turn on the hex nut to super-secure it to the faucet stem in case a plot was ever hatched to steal it again.

We don't see many episodes of mischief, and we appreciate that every day- thanks for being thoughtful when you come in. We're pretty sure the culprit wasn't a reader of this newsletter- since you all know it's just a family run theater, not a national conglomerate with nameless managers and staff that have replacement handles waiting for a jokester to come along and move our handle for their entertainment.

Maybe it was a message that the movies we booked last week were boring?