Shhh and Suspects
(( Sunday, December 21, 2003 // 11: 58 AM ))
Note: Don't worry, there are no movie spoilers in this entry, I promise.
Tonight I met up with a bunch of San Francisco Usual Suspects, and we shared lots of interesting conversations. Since I, of course, will not be sharing anyone else's stories, I thought I'd share one of mine. I told a few people about Saturday morning, when Joe and I went to see Return of the King. It was my first time to see it, and the third time for Joe. I was extremely excited, but then one of those horrible movie-going moments happened. Someone was talking non-stop behind me. It was a young girl, about ten years old (old enough to know to keep her mouth shut during a movie!). She was yacking away to her mother about who the characters on the screen were. I turned around and shot her an exasperated look, as if to say, "What the hell are you doing?!" But she didn't see me, and I missed several seconds of the movie!
In the past, I have stewed silently while people talked behind me in the movie theater. I have ignored it. I have even changed seats. But damn, Joe and I had some good seats, and I was determined not to have my movie experience ruined by anyone or anything.
She was still talking, so I turned around and directed a very loud, fast, and angry, "SHHHH!!!" at the girl, simultaneously shooting her my death glare, which she may or may not have seen in the dark theater. When I turned back around, Joe was giggling. He told me later that he was surprised I had acted so aggressively and suddenly. I told him if she had kept talking after that, I would have been forced to yell, "Shut the fuck up!" at her. Luckily, it did not come to that. She was quiet for the rest of the film, and for that, I am happy.
Jenfu said tonight that I probably sent that girl to therapy, and I said, "Well good, therapy is a good thing for people. Maybe she'll uncover some problems she can work through and be a better person because of all of it." Another thing I just thought of... Maybe she'll tell her traumatic tale of being shushed in the theater and her therapist will just say, "Well, what did you expect? You shouldn't talk during movies!"
That would be awesome.
I also just wanted to say that I'm glad I saw some really cool people tonight. The city of San Francisco screwed with me by making me run around for an hour looking for parking. Finally, though, the lovely and wonderful Shannon directed me to a perfect parking location. Yay for Shannon! Then I met up with her and the rest of the gang at a restaurant, where I ate a dinner consisting of the following: a nutella and banana crepe, a scoop of ice cream, and a cup of hot chocolate. Sounds like a real treat, right? Dude, my stomach was freaking out. Thank all the deities EVER that I did not get sick tonight, like I did last time I met up with the Suspects. I do not know what on earth I was thinking ordering that kind of a dinner, but hey, it was healthy salads and vegan food that did me in last time. Maybe I'm onto something here... Instead of healthy food, only eat crazy, sweet concoctions when out to dinner with friends... Hmm, I like it! Or, you know, maybe I just need to find a happy medium!
Anyway, I'm so happy I saw everyone, even if I didn't get a chance to talk to all of them. And I'm happy I had a fun time. A relaxing evening with cool people is a nice way to spend a Sunday.

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See? A girl after my own heart! My mom used to have no worries to do the same thing during a movie where the (inevitable) person was talking or kicking the back of her chair. I used to be humiliated when she would do that, but now, I am all, "how great was that?" She is my hero! Why is it, the burden of the NON-rude to make sure the Rude aren't rude? Why is it one who isn't being rude, should feel embarrassed for "shhshing" the rude?
Shhhshshh, ON!!
Posted by: jill at December 22, 2003 07:12 AM