This past weekend my friend Aibi and I went to the movies to see Scott Pilgrim (which is a very ingenius, original, not based off a book kind of movie...I liked it). Being the good movie conesuers that we are, we get there about 30 minutes early and find a spot at the coveted top row. After being there for about 15 minutes, this guy comes up and asks us if we wouldn't mind scooting over one seat. I do not like it when people ask me to move over one seat for friends that are not there, especially when there are other two seat spots in the theater, but Aibi is nice and she just moves to the other side of me. No big deal. Whatever.
About 10 minutes go by and it is now 5 minutes till the movie starts and this guy's friend finally shows up. Then she proceeds to tell him in a voice loud enough that half the theater can hear her, "We're sitting over there (and points to the other side of the theater, top row). I feel bad, like I should sit with her because she bought my ticket. I really hope you didn't ask anyone to move because you were saving a seat for me." He mumbles something (I'm not really paying attention) and she walks off.
Then she proceeds to start at the opposite end of our top row and asks people to move over one seat so she, her boyfriend, and this other girl, can all sit together. As she gets closer to us, Aibi realizes what she's doing and turns to look at me and I tell her very matter of factly, "I don't care what she's doing, if she asks us to move, I'm gonna say no." And then the following conversation ensues...
Girl: Hi, would you guys mind moving down one...
Me: No. We're not moving.
Girl: Oh, but if you could just move down one seat then..
Me: No. We're not moving. We've already moved down one seat for you guys, we're not moving again.
Girl: But it's just one seat.
Me: I don't care. We're not moving. This is where we are sitting and we are going to stay here.
Girl: (looooooooooooooooong pause) Seriously?
Me: Yeah, seriously. We're not moving.
Girl: (stands in front of us for about 30 seconds fuming. I couldn't see her face cause it was kind of dark, but I'd bet you anything she was fuming.) Fine!
Then she takes 3 steps to the guy that had asked us to move in the first place and says, "I don't care what you do, but I'm not sitting next to her!" as she points her finger at me, and then storms off down to the 4th from the bottom row and sits down. About 15 seconds after she storms off, her boyfriend goes down and joins her.
Now I feel that I should explain my reasons for refusing to move, because I do have them and no, it isn't just because I really really liked the exact seat I was sitting in.
Reason #1: I didn't like the way she talked to her boyfriend who was nice enough to find her a good spot in the theater. I mean, who snaps at their boyfriend for asking someone to move so he can save you a spot?
Reason #2: I didn't like that she was asking the entire back row to move over one seat. The entire row!!!! It just irked me.
Reason #3: Obviously there were other seats in the theater where they could sit together because they found them pretty quick.
And that's all. I'm sure I could have been nice and gone ahead and moved down. It wouldn't have hurt anything but I just couldn't bring myself to give in and let this girl have her way.
And that's all I have to say about that.
6 comments:
Wow... between this and making the kindergardener cry, you've had a busy week!
I totally, totally agree with you! I even have two stories about people asking me to move and I moved because I hate confrontation! I will only do one, I went to visit my mom and dad in Georgia and we went to the IMAX to see The Polar Express. I had a broken foot and was on crutches and mom had one of those walking boots on. We got there early about an hour early. This woman comes about 5 minutes before showtime and asks us to move down one. We did because I didn't want to make a scene. Then she had the nerve to leave early! That is what really made me mad. I am totally in agreement with you!
Kudos to you my friend. Kudos.
Yeah. I get really pissy in movie theaters in regards to bad manners. I paid $9 to see this movie, not to accommodate you or listen to you laugh, cough, or console your baby. I also did not pay good money to have you kick my chair. Rock on, Rhia. You did the right thing according to me, girl!
I just stood up in my p.j.'s and gave you a loud round of applause. Nicely done, Ms. Rhia Jean. Nicely done.
THIS is one of the reasons why I love you! You need a good lid or a pot... but one that is just the right fit ;)
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