Do you ever have those moments when you feel like Larry David? I love, love, love Larry David because he's always right. He always ends up in these insane social situations where someone does something completely uncouth and he's the only one who seems to notice. Ever had a moment like that? Where someone just gets under your skin for one reason or another?
Well, I had a moment like that on Friday.
We'd gone to the movies to see Iron Man 2 (for the second time, still great!). Of course, the theatre was busy, but we were there early enough to get good seats. Of course, there's those people who show up late and seem to be amazed by the fact that a popular movie is busy on a Friday night. The guy in front of us starts asking everyone in the aisle if they would mind sliding down a seat so that he and his wife-type person could sit together.
Okay, pal. If you show up late at a theatre, you do not get the privilege to ask people to rearrange themselves when they got there early. You either sit separately or you sit in the crappy seats way up front. That's the way it goes, deal with it. There have been lots of times when I've walked into a busy theatre, realized I wouldn't get a decent seat and changed my mind and went to see another movie.
Then as we waited for the movie to start, we decided to check out the score of the hockey game. Our friend David checked it on his Blackberry and reported it to us. This part is important, he just checked it and said, "Oh, it's 3-3". He didn't stand up and yell it, didn't offer this information to anyone around us, he just told us.
What does rude buddy in front of us do? He turns around and says, "Excuse me, could you not tell me the score of the game? I'm taping it. I already knew it was tied, but I don't want to ruin the end."
Oh, hell no.
Um, was anyone talking to you, rude man? No. We didn't tap you on the shoulder and inform you of this vital information, we were talking amongst ourselves and you decided to force yourself into our conversation. Turn around and go about your business. Maybe if the hockey game was that important to you, you should be at home watching it instead of watching Iron Man 2.
All I wanted to do for the rest of the movie was kick the back of his seat. What a jerk-face.