Really, I do, until some dumb bitch decides it's her movie and not our movie!
Lisa and I went to a movie tonight and had a pretty good time, except for the dumb bitch who decided we were all blind and needed to be told what was happening in the movie. As it happened. Right behind me.
My amazing girlfriend was so worried about what I would do that she gently, yet firmly, restrained me. Not once, but twice was I ready to say something, but I defered to Lisa's more level head. Finally, even though we were more than three quarters of the way through the movie, I lost it.
I turned. I looked at the bitch. And I still can't believe this actually happened:
"I'm sorry, but I can see what's going on in the movie and I don't need you to repeat everything that happens for me." Annnnnnnd, stare for 2 seconds. Calmly turn around and watch the movie while listening to the queen bitch's companion take up the mantle while the queen tries to she her how it's done. I don't respond and actually enjoy the movie.
Needless to say, I am sick of people thinking they can pull shit like that all the time. You can be a dumb bitch in the privacy of your own home and with people who don't have the balls to call you on it, but don't fuck with people in public. You have no idea what they are capable of. I'm not about to walking on eggshells around people, but a little mutual respect in a public venue is usually assumed...
Later,
Judgmental
Whatever is coming through the ceiling from our neighbors surprisingly quiet party...