"You're not gonna do it."
Oh yes I will, and yes I did. I talked to Ryan the manager today, no yesterday, and gave him the two-week-notice. He said I still need to type out an official letter for the notice. Huh?
Freedom. I can almost smell it.
Unoriginal opening sentence wherein I express the belief that 2018 was a pretty good year for cinema, but not as great as 2017. Standard-iss...