Used to work in Gold Class(GC) cinema years back, plenty of horror stories from before and during my time there.

1. Service please!!! Each seat in GC has a call button for patrons to press to get service during the movie. So after every movie screening, we assign one or two staffs to clean up the hall really quick and fold the blankets in preparation for the next movie.

This incident happened after the last movie screening one night. After packing up the cinema alone, the staff stepped out of the hall and almost instantly heard the "beep" that means someone in the cinema was calling for service. She did not think much of it as the other halls still had ongoing movies. But nope. The red lights showed that it was the entire front row of the hall she just cleared out that was calling for service.

Once again, not thinking much of it, assuming it was some glitch, she went back in. What she saw made that the last time she ever stepped foot into that hall alone again.

All the blankets from the front row were thrown everywhere. No explanation for that shit.

1. What the flying fork?! (Personal experience) At this point, I have been working at GC for a couple of months, and have heard all sorts of horror stories there. But I believed in the "you don't disturb them, they won't disturb you" theory. So I never really insisted on never being alone in a hall unlike some of my other colleagues. But Hall 2 (same hall mentioned in story #1) being the smallest hall out of the 3 is typically cleared by one staff only.

That night, I went about clearing the tables in hall 2, which I do in a somewhat systematic way. I would first clear all the plates, followed by glasses, utensils, etc.

One more detail you should know before I continue the story is that all the tables in each hall has a hole in the table top, tbh I never knew what it's meant for (you could google to see what it looks like), but crucial for storytelling.

I had already cleared the all plates on the tables, so I was moving on to clearing the glasses, leaving only the utensils left on the tables. Everything was going fine, until I reached this particular table (there are other stories relating to this pair of seats)…

There was a fork and a glass left on that table, so I grabbed the glass with intention of leaving the fork there first. But somehow, the fork slid off the table while I was clearing the glass. So I picked it up, thinking I knocked it off while clearing the glass. Before I could even take a step away from the table, the fork slid off the table and onto the ground AGAIN. Not even thinking at this point, I picked it off the ground and placed it nicely on the table. Only to watch the damn fork slide PASS the earlier mentioned hole on the table top, off the table, and onto the ground for the THIRD time.

No idea why I didn’t just nope the fuck out the hall then. I just picked up the fork, took it with me and quickly cleared the rest of the hall and left to share the tale. Goosebumps.