Story #11 - On Regretting Decisions

I knew it’d be a good Saturday whenever my brother and I would theater hop to watch two movies – three if we were lucky – for three bucks. We’d cut out the movie schedules from the Los Angeles Times’ Calendar section and then wait in the restrooms or at the concession stands between showings so we wouldn’t get caught. One day, we decided on “Waterworld” and “Species.” Little did we know that “Species” was practically a pornographic sci-fi about an alien temptress having sex with everyone, and we sat through the movie awkwardly and regretful, as a brother and sister would.