I hate people… (My trip to the movies.)
Ok, I’m going to rant a little here, because something happened to me last night that really pissed me off.
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was playing at our local IMAX theater. So I thought, “Hey awesome! We’ll go see it in IMAX!” Ok so far so good. So we head on over there, and it’s 19 bucks to get the tickets to get in. There was no one actually at the door checking tickets, so we could have just walked in and saved the 19 bucks.
Anyway, so we go in and sit down. There’s a problem with the projector so I ask my wife Sharon if she’d like to run and grab us some popcorn and drinks since it’s like a special movie for us and it was kind of a birthday thing for me. (My birthday was on December 3rd. How come none of you sent me presents???
) So she goes and gets them and comes back with two drinks and a bucket of popcorn. Fourteen bucks!!!! Ok, I let it go because it was a birthday thing for me and we almost never do it, but $14 for 2 drinks and some popcorn is ridiculous. We got the better of them though. We snuck in some candy bars that we ate during the movie.
Anyway, now this brings me to the real rant part of this post…
We’re sitting there, and the people around us are all ok…so far. There’s people with little kids, which irritates the hell out of me. They’re called babysitters people. They’re not that expensive.
So we’re sitting in the top section and there’s a couple down below us by the rail at the bottom that has two little kids. One was maybe 2 and a half and the other was probably 1 and a half. Something like that. Anyway, so the older one is making noise and stuff, but the movie hadn’t started yet and it was kinda cute. Then this family of sick idiots comes and sits next to us. Dad’s got a cold and he’s wandering around and the kids are wandering around. The kids were probably between 8 and 10 years old. They’re coughing and spreading germs around. It’s like, if you’re sick…stay the hell home. Don’t take it out and spread it. So anyway they finally sit down, and the movie finally starts a half hour late. So me and Sharon are both really excited about this because we’ve been really wanting to see this movie. (Great movie by the way.) Well everything was fine for a bit. Then maybe about twenty or so minutes into the movie, that two and a half year old down in the front row starts makin’ all kinds of noise. Random vocalizations, singing…la la la la la la la la….. Did the idiot parents do anything to shut her up? NO! Everyone in the theater was getting pissed off, and I damn near said something. The kid was going ALL through the damn movie, and the only bits of quiet we got was when the idiot mother took her precious little angel to the bathroom twice. What I really should have done was complain to the magager and gotten a refund on my tickets.
PEOPLE! IF YOUR STUPID KIDS AREN’T OLD ENOUGH TO SIT THROUGH A MOVIE QUIETLY, DON’T TAKE THEM TO THE DAMN MOVIES!!!!!!! IT’S AS SIMPLE AS THAT!!!!! WHAT DON’T YOU GET HERE???
So about 45 minutes from the end of the movie, the drink starts to hit me. But the sicky family is blocking the isle and there’s hardly any room to get by, so I held it…and held it…and held it…. By the end of the movie I had to go so bad I could taste it. I was just praying for the movie to be over so I could get out and go pee. So the movie finally ends, and I stand up and put on my coat to run to pee. Well sicky family takes their own damn sweet time getting up and getting the hell out of the way. I wanted so bad to scream at them, “MOVE YOU IDIOTS!!!” So they finally clear out and I head down the steps, and every idiot in front of me is walking in like super slow motion, and I couldn’t get around them. Finally I got out and took one of the longest pees I ever took in my life. At this point I was pissed off, I was distracted from the movie, didn’t get my money’s worth and almost pissed my pants. I was ready to lay the smackdown on someone.
I can’t wait for the movie to come out on DVD so I can get it and watch it till my eyes bleed in the comfort of my own home with no sicky people and no bratty kids with idiot parents that refuse to keep them quiet. And I can make my own damn popcorn for less than a buck, and drink all the soda I can pee for maybe another buck fifty.
So that’s my rant. I know a lot of you have gone through similar things and have gotten just as pissed off about it as me. I don’t care if people do think I’m an ass. Next time someone brings their bratty ass kids to the movies and they yack all through it, I’m going to teach them a little lesson about life in the civilized world.