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So my friends Sam & Nami wanted to go see the new horror movie "The Forest" and wanted me to come along. Not being that keen on horror movies, it wasn't exactly on my list, but going with friends is okay by me. As they're trying to save money, they opted to go to an "early bird" showing at 10am, when tickets would be half price. So I got up early to join them.
We'd expected to be the only people in the theater at 10am on a Saturday, but then the entire row in front of us filled up with teenage girls, chatting and taking selfies. I cringed inwardly, expecting them to be Chatty McChattersons.
As the movie started, I didn't notice any undue noise from the teens in front of us, but not too long into the movie, I heard Sam say, "Shut up." I supposed he heard some noise from them, and shrugged it off. A little while later, I heard him say, louder, "That's still talking." But I noticed nothing from the teens. Later on, I saw an usher come in and walk around a couple of times, but didn't think anything of it.
After the movie was over, when we went into the lobby, Sam went to go talk to a manager, and Nami explained what had happened.
About ten minutes into the movie, two people-- whom I didn't see-- came in and proceeded to talk and make noise through the whole damn movie. They sat on the other side of Sam and Nami, where I didn't see them or hear them. They would not stop. Sam apparently had to stop Nami from blowing up on them, and when she got up and walked out, apparently one of the noise-makers made a smug little "Ha ha" noise.
When Nami had gotten up and walked out, she'd told the employees about it, and that's why the usher had come in, but predictably, the noise-makers shut up as soon as he came in, and started up again as soon as he was gone. Sam wasn't fishing for freebies when he went to talk to the manager, he was trying to explain that ushers checking on this kind of thing need to check that noise-makers aren't just starting up again as soon as they're gone-- offering constructive criticism to improve the technique, as it were.
I explained to Nami (and later Sam) that I hadn't heard any of this, and if I had, I would absolutely have gotten up and told them to their faces to stop talking. It's one thing to lean over or just say it to the air, but it's something else if a 6'2", 285+ pound bald guy in a shirt with a skull design looms over you and tells you to shut up.
I admitted also to Nami, "This wasn't exactly my kinda movie, so I would have even gotten up and stood in front of them," arms folded, "and just stared at them." I would've done it, too, had I known.
Sam and Nami appreciated the sentiment. They also appreciated management giving them two free passes to any movie they want in the future.
We'd expected to be the only people in the theater at 10am on a Saturday, but then the entire row in front of us filled up with teenage girls, chatting and taking selfies. I cringed inwardly, expecting them to be Chatty McChattersons.
As the movie started, I didn't notice any undue noise from the teens in front of us, but not too long into the movie, I heard Sam say, "Shut up." I supposed he heard some noise from them, and shrugged it off. A little while later, I heard him say, louder, "That's still talking." But I noticed nothing from the teens. Later on, I saw an usher come in and walk around a couple of times, but didn't think anything of it.
After the movie was over, when we went into the lobby, Sam went to go talk to a manager, and Nami explained what had happened.
About ten minutes into the movie, two people-- whom I didn't see-- came in and proceeded to talk and make noise through the whole damn movie. They sat on the other side of Sam and Nami, where I didn't see them or hear them. They would not stop. Sam apparently had to stop Nami from blowing up on them, and when she got up and walked out, apparently one of the noise-makers made a smug little "Ha ha" noise.
When Nami had gotten up and walked out, she'd told the employees about it, and that's why the usher had come in, but predictably, the noise-makers shut up as soon as he came in, and started up again as soon as he was gone. Sam wasn't fishing for freebies when he went to talk to the manager, he was trying to explain that ushers checking on this kind of thing need to check that noise-makers aren't just starting up again as soon as they're gone-- offering constructive criticism to improve the technique, as it were.
I explained to Nami (and later Sam) that I hadn't heard any of this, and if I had, I would absolutely have gotten up and told them to their faces to stop talking. It's one thing to lean over or just say it to the air, but it's something else if a 6'2", 285+ pound bald guy in a shirt with a skull design looms over you and tells you to shut up.
I admitted also to Nami, "This wasn't exactly my kinda movie, so I would have even gotten up and stood in front of them," arms folded, "and just stared at them." I would've done it, too, had I known.
Sam and Nami appreciated the sentiment. They also appreciated management giving them two free passes to any movie they want in the future.
the cold never bothered you anyway.
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