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The audacity of audacity. It's not every night my parents offer to take me to a movie and dinner - so of course, I couldn't pass down the opportunity. My parents are hardcore about getting good seats. Hardcore might actually be an understatement... they will spend a full hour waiting in the theatre, in their desired seats, just to ensure they get their $10 worth and are able to see the movie with a great view.Now, not everyone believes this is the best way to get a good seat. Some people will wait til 4 minutes before the show starts to find a seat, some could care less as to where they sat. But some will make it their mission to inconvenience those who have patiently waited, by asking them to move a seat to their left or their right so they can have a great seat for themselves. We ran into such a case just as the show started this past weekend. Only 15 minutes into the movie, a lady came up to the stop of the stairs in the theatre and started walking down our row. Out of no where she yells "Steve!" Everyone in our row looked over at her, some even said "shush". Then she has the audacity to say "could you move a seat to your left and you - over there - could you move to your right? Then I can have 2 seats together." I look at her and think - wow. Incredible. She's asking about 10 people to stand up and move in either direction to make her more comfortable... forget about the fact we've been sitting in those seats for the past hour. When no one moved for her, she started getting rowdy and tapping people on the knee encouraging them to move. As she walked past me, kicking my foot, I say to her "that's really rude". She turns around and says "you're a bitch you know". And now I'm riled up. Wtf? She makes her way past my mom who says "She's not the bitch!" and the kind woman yells "You're a fat bitch". I'm stunned - almost hysterically laughing over the random comments this stranger is throwing our way. After she sat down, she pulls out her greasy meal purchased from the concession and wasted no time making noise with that. Then, "Steve" joins her who, twice as large as her, sits smack beside my dad and pulls out his large plate of nachos, large popcorn and extra large soda. For the next hour and a half of the movie, "Steve" chews his way through the plethora of food he's purchased. Now, if it wasn't for the fact that this lady was exceptionally rude and demanding, I might not have as much of an issue moving a seat over for her. But in this case, after the movie had started and was already quite into the story, I was really disgusted with her behaviour. My advice for those people who ask people to move over in the theatre - think twice. Maybe try skipping the concession and find a seat early. My parents have now officially written off ever going to a theatre again.
Posted by Bella at 5:55 PM# 1 Comments: I wrote a big letter to Cineplex about issues like this, trying to get across to their management that the decline in theatre going has nothing to do with movie piracy. By
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