unravled

When did people get so rude? My usual practice is to show up fairly early for a movie because I'm habitually early for most things and because I'm a little picky about my seat choice. That didn't happen yesterday when we went to see The Dark Knight, and we showed up to a mostly full theater. I had gone ahead to scout for seats, and not being able to find three together, I decided to just take seat next to the door and wait for the people I was with to decide what to do.

So I ask the lady in the next seat if the seat is taken. Her response? "Mmm." Not, "no, and please let me move the purse I have hanging over the armrest and the greasy food I have hanging half way into it." Just, "mmm." So I take it anyway and wait. My people arrive and we spot three seats a row up. It turns out the middle one is saved. That's right, in this sold out theater some guy has decided to sit in the middle of three seats with an empty seat on either side of him.

So Adam takes an empty seat a row down and Randy and I sit on either side of this seat being saved by some nachos and a Coke. The guy eventually wanders back in and towards his seat. I ask him if we can switch so I can sit next to my husband. The answer is, "I guess," so it's what I want to hear, but it's said in the rudest tone possible. For a seat in a movie theater. I swear.


Also, I had a dream last night that I was swimming in front of my co-workers, in a too-small bathing suit, in a pool full of dead people. What does that mean, I wonder?