I went to see the a movie with friends yesterday. I bought tickets early to get good seats. When we walked in, we saw there was a dad and his two kids in our seats.
There was nowhere else in the theater with 3 seats available next to each other. I told the man that those were our assigned seats. He said, “Sorry, my kids and I are already sitting here.” I showed him our tickets and told him to look at the seat numbers on his ticket. We went back and forth 4 or 5 times, but basically he was a jerk and refused to move.
My friend Alex looked at me and said, “That’s ok. Why don’t two of us sit here and one over there. I’ll sit alone, that’s fine.” The movie was starting. I hesitantly said, “Ok.”
What I really wanted to do was go get a manager that worked at the movie theater to get that guy to move. Is it because we really needed to sit in seats N11, N12, and N13? No. I just wanted to win. I wanted to be right.
I sat in my new seat (which was directly behind Mr. D*ckhead) and was tempted to “accidentally” kick the back of his chair. At that moment I decided to be the bigger person, so I put on my 3D glasses, took a deep breath, and watched Monster’s University.
The movie was cute – Disney and Pixar never fail. Afterwords my friends and I shared a fantastic dinner – a wagyu burger, fish & chips, truffle fries, and side of brussel sprouts. For dessert, we sat by the fountain and ate Sprinkles cupcakes (Apryl – red velvet, Alex – carrot, Me – vanilla). Finally we ended the evening by each throwing a penny into the fountain and making a wish.
I thought about what my night would have been like if I didn’t let go of that situation in the movie theater. I wouldn’t have enjoyed it as much as I did.
Don’t sweat the little things. You live more powerfully when you let go of being right.