Yes, YOU'RE the smart one...
So on the weekend my husband and I went to see Borat. Limited released, packed theatre on its first weekend Borat. That one.
Now, normally I have issues with going to movies. As my good friend Cathie can attest, I need to get there at least half an hour in advance, sit near the aisle seat, and go to the bathroom 5 minutes before the movie starts. I'll wait while you laugh at me.
I experience the normal frustration levels with people who come late and wander around and stand in front of you and disrupt. 'Scuse me, I LIKE previews. Sit the hell down. Now think about your time management issues.
However, it's a whole new ballgame when you KNOW the movie is going to be packed. Husband and I got there an hour early to pick up our tickets, walked around the mall a bit and came back to join the line up INTO the actual theatre (yes, that's how busy it was).
So, by about 10 minutes before the movie is going to start, the theatre is packed. And I don't mean "wow, there's a lot of people here", I mean there are people sitting in the very front row, folks hanging from the chandeliers, and only the very crappiest seats remain.
Yet, there are still people coming. Sauntering in while the lights go down, stuffing their faces with popcorn. Ok, if you don't mind getting a crappy seat, I don't mind you having one.
However, EVERY single one of these people walked ALL the way up to the back row (stadium seating) and then walked ALL the way down to the front section again.
Did they think that those folks in the crappiest seats in the theatre were just morons who hadn't noticed the prime seats available right in the middle? Perhaps they thought that those people just enjoy neck pain? What is with folks who think that somehow they're smarter than the rest of the population, or have amazing eyesight and will spot the "magic open seat" that everyone else must have missed.
Perhaps they just wanted to get a thigh workout in before sitting in the front row to eat their snacks? That I can appreciate.
Now, normally I have issues with going to movies. As my good friend Cathie can attest, I need to get there at least half an hour in advance, sit near the aisle seat, and go to the bathroom 5 minutes before the movie starts. I'll wait while you laugh at me.
I experience the normal frustration levels with people who come late and wander around and stand in front of you and disrupt. 'Scuse me, I LIKE previews. Sit the hell down. Now think about your time management issues.
However, it's a whole new ballgame when you KNOW the movie is going to be packed. Husband and I got there an hour early to pick up our tickets, walked around the mall a bit and came back to join the line up INTO the actual theatre (yes, that's how busy it was).
So, by about 10 minutes before the movie is going to start, the theatre is packed. And I don't mean "wow, there's a lot of people here", I mean there are people sitting in the very front row, folks hanging from the chandeliers, and only the very crappiest seats remain.
Yet, there are still people coming. Sauntering in while the lights go down, stuffing their faces with popcorn. Ok, if you don't mind getting a crappy seat, I don't mind you having one.
However, EVERY single one of these people walked ALL the way up to the back row (stadium seating) and then walked ALL the way down to the front section again.
Did they think that those folks in the crappiest seats in the theatre were just morons who hadn't noticed the prime seats available right in the middle? Perhaps they thought that those people just enjoy neck pain? What is with folks who think that somehow they're smarter than the rest of the population, or have amazing eyesight and will spot the "magic open seat" that everyone else must have missed.
Perhaps they just wanted to get a thigh workout in before sitting in the front row to eat their snacks? That I can appreciate.
posted by Daisie @ 2:25 PM
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