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So my wife and I went to a matinee one day. The theater was almost empty; there were maybe 15 people in a theater of about 150 seats. I like to talk during the movie, so I always sit in the rear and well away from everyone else so that I can talk quietly and not disturb anyone. My wife and I put our coats, etc. on the seats on either side of us.
A few minutes into the previews, this 50ish woman walks up to my wife. I kid you not, this was the conversation that ensued:
Woman: Is this your coat?
Wife: Uh... yes...
Woman: Move it. I want to sit here.
I turn and stare at this crazy woman with an astonished expression on my face. Here we are in a nearly empty theater, with more than a hundred empty seats, and not only does she sit in the sit immediately next to my wife, she ORDERS her to move her coat! We're both so taken aback that my wife just moved her coat without thinking. I shoot her a dirty look for the better part of a minute, but she refuses to look at me, so finally I say, "Sure, because we don't say PLEASE IN THIS COUNTRY!" Still, she doesn't look.
So we get to watching the movie, whispering little comments from time to time, when, I kid you not, this crazy woman turns to us again...
Woman (loudly): Can you please BE QUIET?
Me: Hmm, maybe if you'd been more polite to my wife, I might listen to the first thing you have to say.
Woman: What?
Me (loudly): I said SILENCE, SHREW!
Woman (after a long pause): Idiot.
Me (laughing): Touche'. I am wounded by your rapier wit.
Woman: Do you want me to get the usher?
My wife and I: Try it.
Well, she shut up after that, but you better believe we looked for every single excuse we could find to talk about the movie ("I like his hair." "Me too, do you think I'd look good with that haircut?"). She had the nerve to keep shooting us long, dirty looks, but nothing more. When the movie ended and she was leaving, my wife yelled after her, "Do you want to know what restaurant we're going to, so you can sit at our table?"
I'm so happy that both of us were thinking quickly that day. We still talk about it
By the way, this woman had her husband with her. He never looked at me or said a word throughout all of this
So my wife and I went to a matinee one day. The theater was almost empty; there were maybe 15 people in a theater of about 150 seats. I like to talk during the movie, so I always sit in the rear and well away from everyone else so that I can talk quietly and not disturb anyone. My wife and I put our coats, etc. on the seats on either side of us.
A few minutes into the previews, this 50ish woman walks up to my wife. I kid you not, this was the conversation that ensued:
Woman: Is this your coat?
Wife: Uh... yes...
Woman: Move it. I want to sit here.
I turn and stare at this crazy woman with an astonished expression on my face. Here we are in a nearly empty theater, with more than a hundred empty seats, and not only does she sit in the sit immediately next to my wife, she ORDERS her to move her coat! We're both so taken aback that my wife just moved her coat without thinking. I shoot her a dirty look for the better part of a minute, but she refuses to look at me, so finally I say, "Sure, because we don't say PLEASE IN THIS COUNTRY!" Still, she doesn't look.
So we get to watching the movie, whispering little comments from time to time, when, I kid you not, this crazy woman turns to us again...
Woman (loudly): Can you please BE QUIET?
Me: Hmm, maybe if you'd been more polite to my wife, I might listen to the first thing you have to say.
Woman: What?
Me (loudly): I said SILENCE, SHREW!
Woman (after a long pause): Idiot.
Me (laughing): Touche'. I am wounded by your rapier wit.
Woman: Do you want me to get the usher?
My wife and I: Try it.
Well, she shut up after that, but you better believe we looked for every single excuse we could find to talk about the movie ("I like his hair." "Me too, do you think I'd look good with that haircut?"). She had the nerve to keep shooting us long, dirty looks, but nothing more. When the movie ended and she was leaving, my wife yelled after her, "Do you want to know what restaurant we're going to, so you can sit at our table?"
I'm so happy that both of us were thinking quickly that day. We still talk about it
By the way, this woman had her husband with her. He never looked at me or said a word throughout all of this
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