How Much Patience Do You Have?
So last night I took the fiancée to see Phantom of the Opera. I love going to the theatre and was totally into the performance. It was a phenomenal evening except for us being plagued by the people seated behind us.
If you've ever been to the Jubilee Auditorium, you'll know what I mean when I say there's even less foot room in the aisles than at a movie theater. Yet for some reason the women behind us feel the need to try and cross their legs to get comfortable. Of course they're constantly kicking the backs of our seats switching legs back and forth or trying to get blood flowing to their feet again.
Halfway or so through the first act one of them whips out a package of gum. Of course it's not a quiet pack of stick gum, it's one of the annoying over sized Chiclet type packs. She proceeds to start popping out pieces of gum for her and her friends, rattling the plastic and foil and everything and generally causing a racket to the dismay of everybody sitting within 15 rows. What makes this even better is when she decides that her and her pals need to freshen their breath - in the middle of title song of the play. The biggest, most well-known piece in the show.
If we'd been at a movie I would have turned around and told them off after about three seat kicks but I didn't want to be a disturbance and was going to have words with them at the intermission. I finally lost my patience though after one of their cell-phones started ringing and turned around and whispered loudly that if they so much as coughed again we'd have them kicked out at intermission.
It seems like anytime we try and go out we always, without fail, get people who wanna put their feet up on the backs of our seats, the seat kickers, the talkers or the general **** disturbers behind us. We can go to an all-but-empty theater and someone will come in, sit behind us and start up with the annoyances. I used to have a reservoir of patience but it's so common now I have no hesitation with shoving somebodies shoe off the back of my chair or turning around and telling them to shut the hell up.
How much patience do you guys have when it comes to this kinda stuff? Any good stories to share about how you put the verbal smack-down on some annoying jerk?
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