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Two short and not so sweet
Potty Time. I just knew there'd be a problem when I saw two women shepherd five small children into the theater. Multiple two- to five-year-old kids to see Jurassic World starting at 8 pm. At one point one of them starts trying to let the mother of the year know she had to use the potty. It started out soft enough, but when mommy dearest didn't listen, she got louder. And louder. And Louder.
"Mommy! My tummy Hurts! I need to go to the bathroom!"
I'm not kidding, I was leaning forward in my seat to actually yell "Take your kid to the bathroom!" when the sterling example of parenting finally huffed about missing the movie and got up to take the kid out. Of course she was loud about it, and loud coming back, and didn't take a crying baby out right away later. I have kids, and I know it can be inconvenient to be able to go to the movies when you have kids, but if you're going to try it, be prepared to be a decent freaking person and be a responsible parent who doesn't inflict your kids on the rest of the audience.
The Belcher. This guy sat behind me and every ten minutes or so let out the most disgusting rumbling belch. The kind that sounds like it bubbled up from someone deep, deep, deep in his gut. I didn't start counting until after he'd done it a few times, but what I did count came to 13. And then he snorts, nasty mucus-heavy nose noises. Not as prolifically as the the belches, but enough to be truly frakking annoying when you're trying to watch a movie. The pig was oblivious to disgusted glares and comments about how much of a pig he was being. Some people have absolutely no class.
Potty Time. I just knew there'd be a problem when I saw two women shepherd five small children into the theater. Multiple two- to five-year-old kids to see Jurassic World starting at 8 pm. At one point one of them starts trying to let the mother of the year know she had to use the potty. It started out soft enough, but when mommy dearest didn't listen, she got louder. And louder. And Louder.
"Mommy! My tummy Hurts! I need to go to the bathroom!"
I'm not kidding, I was leaning forward in my seat to actually yell "Take your kid to the bathroom!" when the sterling example of parenting finally huffed about missing the movie and got up to take the kid out. Of course she was loud about it, and loud coming back, and didn't take a crying baby out right away later. I have kids, and I know it can be inconvenient to be able to go to the movies when you have kids, but if you're going to try it, be prepared to be a decent freaking person and be a responsible parent who doesn't inflict your kids on the rest of the audience.
The Belcher. This guy sat behind me and every ten minutes or so let out the most disgusting rumbling belch. The kind that sounds like it bubbled up from someone deep, deep, deep in his gut. I didn't start counting until after he'd done it a few times, but what I did count came to 13. And then he snorts, nasty mucus-heavy nose noises. Not as prolifically as the the belches, but enough to be truly frakking annoying when you're trying to watch a movie. The pig was oblivious to disgusted glares and comments about how much of a pig he was being. Some people have absolutely no class.
Kids that young can not "just hold it"...by the time they actually ask, they're usually already full to bursting. Gee, sorry lady that you had to miss a few minutes of Jurassic World to prevent your kids soiling themselves in a dark room filled with strangers and scary dinosaur footage and earsplitting surround sound, but take some fucking responsibility.
And I know that SpongeBob has a loyal adult following as well, but still...can't people wait another twelve hours and see it when they're not bleary-eyed and half-asleep?
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