I go to a lot of movies by myself when I travel, because it beats sitting around my hotel. I don’t feel awkward at all, because they turn the lights off and everyone sits quietly anyway.
I won’t go to dinner by myself at a sit-down restaurant, with the exception of greasy spoons where I can sit at the counter and read a paper.
So I vote that you’re fine and you should ground your daughter for being insolent. Actually, it’s sweet that she wants to go with you, maybe she really just wants to spend time with you and is using this sado thing to save face (because it’s not cool to want to hang out with dad, of course).
never thought of it like that - maybe I will take her and let it be her treat me - ‘well if you dont want me to be a sado then you can take me…’ I wonter if that will work - it did for her when she was younger.
Go to movies by yourself - go to dinner by yourself. Do what you want with your life. Let your last guiding principle be what teenage girls think of you.
BTW2: I’ll go to the movies alone or a restaurant alone or do anything I damn please alone.
BTW3: Nothing is sadder than someone afraid to do something alone because of what other people think of them.
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This.
If I want to do something, I don’t have to have someone else do it with me. Sometimes it’s nice to have company and someone else to share the event with, but if no one wants to go with me to something I want to see, I’m ok with going on my own.
But you should let your daughter go with you to save yourself from your sad-o status. Spend some time with her. My Dad’s been gone for years. I miss him.
If this were my daughter I think I’d start trying to find out when she and her friends are going to be going to the movies just so that I also could go, alone and make certain that they see me. But then I am funny that way.
Teenagers are judgmental and conformist, their personalities aren’t really developed. If she still feels this way at 30 (terrified to go to a movie alone because of what people think, etc), then I’d worry.
“Yeah, I like to go to the movies alone. I buy a big bucket of popcorn, then I crunch it. And I make this kind of squeaking noise when I chew the kernels. Pretty soon, the other theater-goers are pleading with me to stop. They’re literally moaning and whimpering! They get down on their knees–on that sticky, sticky floor–and BEG me to stop!”
Seriously, I’ve never heard “sado” without “masochist”, so I’m glad you specified it was some new “abbrev”. And yes, I see a lot of movies by myself… front ‘n’ center, with lots of snackage.
My husband travels a lot for business. When he’s home we see a lot of movies together. When he’s gone I see a lot of movies by myself. I go alone because I love movies, and because I’m not a clingy, needy person who has to be with someone else to enjoy myself. I’m not going to sit at home missing out because of a fear that some shallow assholes sitting behind me are mocking me. I’m enjoying the movie, not worrying about what others think.
Your daughter and her friends are the “sados.” They’re shallow assholes who sound like bully material. Maybe they’ll stay that way, but lets hope your daughter at least grows the fuck up soon.
I usually go to movies alone. My partner is very tall, and feels bad about blocking anyone’s view . . . so he likes to sit in the very last row. This is too far for me, because I don’t like wearing glasses at the movies. So I tend to go to movies, alone, when he’s out of town on business.
he references Glasgow, so it’s obviously at least it’s a regional thing. similar to how McDonald’s tends to be “Mickey-D’s” in the US and “Macca’s” in Aus/NZ.
I dont think they actually do it to the person but as a group they mock / talk about the sado among themselve - she would know better if I found out otherwise - she was brought up better than that.
I think its an issue that I don’t understand rather than it bothers me - certainly not going to stop me.
