I went into a mall movie theater with some girl. We came back out and then tried to find our way back in. An older yuppie couple followed us in and realized we were lost too. We went in through a wide-open type storefront entrance with a large marquee above. No one was at the large ticket counter in the entrance (it looked more like a snack bar). The male of the yuppie couple noticed a sign that said something about tickets not being sold at that counter and said, "That's what you get at a movie theater in the 'hood."
Then... a wedding ceremony (not a reception) being held at Aunt Judy's house. Rows of chairs were lined up in front of the living room's sliding glass door (that leads out to the patio). The chairs were lined up from the sliding door to the pool, facing the pool. There were about eight or nine rows of chairs in an amount of space that should have only been used for three or four rows. I remember my dad standing up and making impromptu comments (like he does sometimes) about "the difference between men and women" or something. I had to squeeze by a row of people I didn't know to get to my seat, and they got all annoyed and bent out of shape.