OK so I have one more moan about the cinema last night. We arrived just before the film started, but we had time to buy a bag on munchies (love them) and take our coats off and sit down before the light got turned down and the adverts started.
10 minutes later a guy arrives, that is obviously sitting next to us - usual luck. He has bought so many sweets, drinks, popcorn that the poor usher, showing him to his seat, has to carry one of his drinks for him. So he squeezes past us to get to his seat. Yes I know, the actual film hasn't started but it was still annoying, the adverts were on and he was really interrupting my munchies eating...
Ok, so he settles down after standing there for maybe two minutes taking his coat off trying to put his girlfriends/dates sweets on her seat (the seat folded back up - he had to move them) and then tried to put her drink on her seat (the seat folded back up - he had to move them).... Anyway, you get the picture. During this whole time the poor usher is still standing in front of him, waiting for him to organise himself, so she can give him his drink back and go back to doing what she is supposed to do. After what feels like a year and a half, he finally sits down...
...only to get back up two minutes later and squeeze past us again to go and get his girlfriend/date. A few minutes later they arrive back again to squeeze past us to finally sit down and stay there - or so we think. Half way through the film guess who needs to go to the toilet? Yep that's right, so he sqweezes past us again and then a few minutes later once again when he comes back.
Am I the only one that felt like I just wanted to trip him over the 75th time he came passed? He wasn't a small guy either so squeeze is the key word in this story...
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