Even my watch said I deserved the last two hours of my life back...

Rating: 1/10 (26 February 2007)

After eating lunch with a friend, we decided to check out what movies were on at the theater. When we got to the ticket booth it was 3:25. I was looking back and fourth from my watch several times just to make sure it was the right time because the only two choices we had were, "Norbit and Ghost Rider." We should have just left right then and there; ran for our lives. Being a comic collector, I was at least a bit curious about Ghost Rider.
An hour into the movie I wanted to leave. I checked my watch and it said 4:30. I knew there were some other movies that came on at 4:30 and was tempted to sneak into one of them. Unfortunately, I decided to stick it out so as not to embarrass my friend. Looking back, I should have grabbed her and ran.
The second the movie was done, I instantly started criticizing it to no end. I don't usually do this, most of the time I just point out the good things about a show rating it by the amount of raving I do. Fueled by my latte, I expressed my opinion in full about how offended I was for having had to set through that. In the middle of naming off one of Ghost Rider's numerous flaws, I looked at my watch and stopped in my tracks...
It read 3:30...
No joke. It was ticking away perfectly fine, like nothing had happened. I tapped it a couple of times and was quite confused as to how it had set itself back two hours. Then it struck me. The movie that I had just suffered through, started at 3:30. It was as if my watch was agreeing with me. As if it were saying, "You deserve the last two hours of you life back." I've heard the saying before, but this was like putting words in my mouth. I'm sure there's some kind of explanation for it, but that's not the point. The point is...
Even my watch agreed that Ghost Rider was so utterly pathetic, I undoubtedly deserved the two hours I wasted watching it given back to me.