
Dear Rudest Man Alive,
While I understand talking during a movie
to a point, you took it to a whole new level last night. When not talking loudly with the girl next to you (
and subsequently blocking my view), you somehow thought signing (
as though you were deaf) would be less annoying than your talking. Um, you were wrong. Signing during the entire movie when I know neither of you were deaf was INCREDIBLY annoying. Oh, and laughing like a hyena at a movie that had zero humor in it wasn't really cool either. I really wish I could've punched you in the face because, trust me, you deserved it. Next time, stay out in the lobby and gab. Save the rest of us your annoying presence.
I hate you,
Pinky Lovejoy
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