Over the weekend I often work at a film theater. My dad owns the theater, so I’ve worked there part time for my entire life. It’s a bit of a drag, but I love films plus I love to make some extra money. I am able to peek in on the new films during my shifts, plus odoring snacks all morning is no hardship. Every now plus then the routine customers get to me. Since they come in often, they seem to think that they actually run the theater. They complain about the weirdest plus dumbest things you’ve ever heard. I had a boy all over me about putting reduced fat butter on his snacks, I mean, he was livid that every one of us did not carry such a nonsensical thing. I also had a guy scream at me that his purple slushie was actually somehow too frozen plus had not enough flavor. The best complaint I ever personally had was about the cooling system in the theater. The guy wanted me to go in and lower the amount of cooling going in the theater. Do I look as if I am a certified Heating, Ventilation & A/C worker? Do I look love someone who controls the entire temperature control for the gigantic theater? I don’t even think what type of cooling plan every one of us have on hand. If I had to guess, I would say the whole building has a centralized cooling system, like usual The cooling plan then has HVAC duct that extends in every direction to each film. Every film playing has the same amount of AC. I am thinking the temperature control reads the temperature for the whole building.