by Emma
[Background story: at this
point in my life I'd been working at the Grosvenor for nearly four years,
the latter 2 on a full time basis after finishing Uni. It had been ok
as a part time job but was losing its appeal now that I was there 6
days a week.] This particular Friday had been a very bad day at work
for me, and ended up with a huge argument with the two managers. After
storming out of the office, I decided to go home and cool off. I hadn't
been planning to do the show, but I was so p****d off I decided to do
it and threw on some makeup (I even drew on my own Boss tattoo) and
went back to the cinema.
The show was in the Ashton,
due to Pulp Fiction being contractually obliged to the larger screen,
the Kelvin. As I was actually officially still on duty, I took the tickets
at the cinema door wearing Frank lab greens (and shades, for some reason
unknown to even me!) Also unknown to me until then was that we (i.e.
the Forks) were handing out little leaflets, stating our interest in
recruiting new members to bolster our (still small, though tight) group.
The show was fun, mainly due
to my aforementioned mean mood. Carole, Saff and Julie-Ann did a pre-show
of the Time Warp (the then-current 1994 Australian stage show style),
with Carole amazingly changing from Riff to Janet in minutes.
When the time in the movie
came for Sweet T, I positioned myself at the back of the cinema. Just
as the Time Warp ended, who should walk in but the boss. The entrance
at the front of the cinema, he walked right up the aisle and stopped
right behind me. Oh well! I thought, Here goes, and just stomped down
there and did the whole Tim Curry shebang. I could see him watching
and feel his glower and I couldn't have cared less. Funnily enough,
as he told me later, "it was this big bloke in a cloak, he stomps doon
the aisle, and throws off his cloak and jings it was my bloody cashier
all along!" I think he eventually found the whole thing funny!
I had had enough by around
Hot Patootie (I think this was one of Martin's first performances in
his shit-hot Eddie costume), and went away to get changed. I went into
the ladies where I made friends with some rather pally chaps who were
"freshening up" in there, and were delightful company. Eventually
I returned to the cinema, in a far cheerier mood!