So we went to see Star Wars Christmas morning.
I assumed that at 11 am it would be wide open but the theater was packed. As in only front row seats available.
Since I'm not a 12 year old boy, I turned and started scanning the rows above us and noted plenty of empty seats. Some were being held for family members who had run to the concession stand for some snacks.
But there where some empty single seats here and there.
Buffers we like to call them.
As in I don't want to be too close to the next person.
I spotted a couple of buffers in one row and asked the fellow if he could move down one so Ray and I could have a seat together.
He shook his head so I turned to the lady (who sat beside two kids between the man) and asked her if she would move.
She just looked at me.
"Really!" I said looking back at the man. "You can't move down so we can sit together?"
"Nope. I'm comfortable where I'm at."
Now I have a voice that projects naturally so I'm pretty sure that most of the theater heard me say "And Merry Christmas to you Asshole."
SM hustled my irritated self up a few more rows where a lady called out to us. "I can move down."
And so SM and I sat in better seats next to a nice lady who snorted when I verbally fumed "It would serve the jerk right if I went down there and sat next to him. You'd think he'd know better than to piss off a middle aged woman. I could make his life a living hell."
But on further reflection I came to the conclusion that some men (and women) are just jerks. No maturity. No respect. No kindness.
I felt a little bad for calling the dad an asshole in front of his kids but then thought better of it.
Kids are pretty smart. I bet they already know their dad is an ass-hat.
And the wife/girlfriend? Pretty sure she wanted to stay out of it because she knows that he's a disrespectful ass-hat too.
BTW...Stars Wars - A New Awakening was very good. A nice blend of familiar faces (old farts from the original trilogy) and engaging new young characters which will ensure future audiences for years to come.
Mid-way through the movie, SM leaned over and asked me if we could put this on pause so he could go to the bathroom.
I'm thinking that this may very well be the last time we go to a theater.
Netflix or HBO or the DVD will be out in a few months.
I can wait.
And not have to deal with ass-hats.