I really haven't been able to stop thinking about it and honestly I feel sick every time I think about it, I need to know if I was wrong, I don't want to talk about it with more people I know since it's a shameful subject and the few people who know have told me that I'm the bad one, so I thought about asking strangers on the internet. Last week I went to the movies to see Snow White, I love the movies, I love immersing myself in a story and forgetting about everything, but it's expensive so it's a luxury I don't usually give myself, however I loved Rachel Zegler falling in love with President Snow so I decided to save up to be able to go. At that time my mother had an operation, I don't want to go into details, but it's something that left her facially scarred and it had to be done because it affected her health, so I was extremely sad, I noticed that her appearance hurt so I decided to take out my savings and take her to see a movie. Originally my plan was to go alone, but since my mom was so uncomfortable and somewhat distressed by her appearance, I thought making her forget was the best thing to do.

I live in the countryside, so to go to the movies I have to travel to the city and since we were going to stay in the city for the recovery I thought it would be the perfect opportunity, every time I went I was allowed to bring my own food, there were even street vendor stalls in front of the venue, but when I went the vendors weren't there, that should have been my red flag. That same day I had an incident with my period, so I decided that instead of going to change I would just take off my stained clothes and put on another one I bought specifically for the movie, so I was going to change even if I hadn't had the accident since the store that had the clothes was in the same mall as the cinema. We arrived, bought the tickets, I was carrying a black bag with the food in a sealed container and with stained clothes, that's when the manager tells me to let her see the bag, I refused, I simply didn't want anyone to see the Texas Chain Saw Massacre inside that bag, but she was rude, she told us that we had to show it or they wouldn't let us in, this had never happened before, I went to the bathroom to calm down and when I left I didn't see anyone, my mom was in the food area since she did want something from there, she gave me her bag and some things that they had already given her for food, and asked me to find our seats, since there was no one there I went in, I settled down and waited, after 10 minutes my mom arrived with the food she was missing and sat down, but after a while an employee came to get us out, because we hadn't shown her the bag, my mom despite her surgery defended me, since she knows that it is a delicate subject for me, but they took us out screaming, the manager even said that "she is also a woman" so I had to show her, I despaired when I saw my mother who had had surgery and was screaming so I asked them to keep the bag and let us in. After much begging, they agreed. We went in, and the truth is, at that moment I didn't want to watch the movie or eat; I just wanted to go cry. But since they wouldn't return the food we'd already bought because my mom didn't have a receipt, I knew it wasn't worth leaving. Since she only bought food for herself (because I brought mine), she had to buy more. It was supposed to be a veggie burger, but upon taking the first bite, I knew something was wrong. I grabbed my phone and realized: it was meat, not just meat, it was literally raw. I don't eat meat for religious reasons, and it was hard not to cry at that moment because I felt like everything was already ruined.

I approached an employee and showed her the burger, honestly she was very rude, she rolled her eyes, the two cooks were blaming each other, acting like I was a bother and ignoring me, finally they told me they would bring a correct one and to go to my seat, I tried to tell them my seat, but the person at the register paid no attention to me. Halfway through the movie she finally appeared and although I ate it, it was more to please my mother than out of actual hunger because I was genuinely distressed and disgusted, the next day I had stomach cramps, dizziness and weakness among other symptoms that I do not want to delve into. I made a review, telling everything, including photos I took of the original burger and the receipt that showed the order, including the bag, however some acquaintances think they exaggerated because the manager and employees "were just doing their job." Yes, I understand it was just their job, but even though I explained what was inside the bag, they kept pushing. I'm terrified when I remember the manager's words saying that since she was also a woman, I had to show them the bag. I had my mother there to defend me. But I still feel so strangely vulnerable because of this experience that I felt I had to warn others about the new practices at the place, but I don't know if I'm wrong. AITA? I had no problem telling them what was in the bag, but showing it is something that makes me very uncomfortable. I think what distresses me the most is that when I wrote the review I saw a similar story, but even though that person DID show the contents of the bag, they forced her to store it on the cinema premises and they searched the contents while it was stored. It makes me sick to think that they checked the bag after all.