I hate going to movie theaters. And I was concerned even though I was able to reserve the seat I wanted. The concern when I arrived was that everyone else had reserved seats in the exact location I was in, the tenth row. So, mostly the row in front of me and the two behind me. And then, wouldn't you know, three complete morons arrive and sit right in front of me, loudly bemoaning that they like to be on the upper level in the last row. Well, morons, you could have chosen those seats. I was fearful I was going to have to endure their stupidity for three hours. Then the moron woman ate a Junior Mint and proceeded to almost choke to death. She coughed for ten minutes straight, then finally stopped, and five minutes before the film start, she decided she was cold so left to get a coat from the car. Then the two moron men realized they were in the wrong damn seats - their seats were on the right side aisle, not the left, so thankfully off they went.
