That'll learn ya
Lately I've been having some rotten luck when I go out to the movies. I either have someone constantly kicking the back of my seat, someone in front of me constantly texting on their cellphone throughout the movie (that little white glow in a dark theater is VERY annoying), or a group of teenagers who won't shut-up during the movie.
Last night Mike and I, along with our brother-in-law, went to go see The Dark Knight (again). There was this teenage kid sitting behind me who kept kicking the back of my seat. We were at the Grant Park cinema, and anyone who's been there knows they have ample leg room. Anyhow, this kid kept putting his feet up on my seat. I turned and looked at him a few times but didn't say anything. After some fidgeting, Mike turns to me and asks if I'm okay, so I tell him the kid behind me keeps kicking my seat. "Let me know when he does it again," he says to me. Okay.
About ten minutes later, the kids kicks my seat so hard that Mike felt it as well. So, my lovely Mike turns around in his seat to face the kid and says "Seriously, dude! What's going on here?". I turned around to look at the kid, and the look on his face was priceless ---- the kid must've been no older than 15 or 16, and he looked like he was about to take a shite in his pants. "Sorry, man! I'm sorry! Sorry!" he kept saying.
He looked SOOOOOOO scared :)
Mind you, Mike is a pretty big guy. He's 6'3, fairly well built, and he has a mohawk. Needless to say, this young kid figured this was someone he did not want to tangle with! As a result, the rest of the movie was kick-free!!! And what's even funnier is that when the movie ended, this kid & his girlfriend peeled out of the theater like you wouldn't believe. They were gone before the end credits even started rolling!
Last night Mike and I, along with our brother-in-law, went to go see The Dark Knight (again). There was this teenage kid sitting behind me who kept kicking the back of my seat. We were at the Grant Park cinema, and anyone who's been there knows they have ample leg room. Anyhow, this kid kept putting his feet up on my seat. I turned and looked at him a few times but didn't say anything. After some fidgeting, Mike turns to me and asks if I'm okay, so I tell him the kid behind me keeps kicking my seat. "Let me know when he does it again," he says to me. Okay.
About ten minutes later, the kids kicks my seat so hard that Mike felt it as well. So, my lovely Mike turns around in his seat to face the kid and says "Seriously, dude! What's going on here?". I turned around to look at the kid, and the look on his face was priceless ---- the kid must've been no older than 15 or 16, and he looked like he was about to take a shite in his pants. "Sorry, man! I'm sorry! Sorry!" he kept saying.
He looked SOOOOOOO scared :)
Mind you, Mike is a pretty big guy. He's 6'3, fairly well built, and he has a mohawk. Needless to say, this young kid figured this was someone he did not want to tangle with! As a result, the rest of the movie was kick-free!!! And what's even funnier is that when the movie ended, this kid & his girlfriend peeled out of the theater like you wouldn't believe. They were gone before the end credits even started rolling!